She bravely gazes into the unknown without trying to articulate what gazes back.
(reviews)
Tag: Crows
It’s theirs as much as mine, / this house, their great black wings / sweeping past windows as the day unfolds
(poetry)
She bravely gazes into the unknown without trying to articulate what gazes back.
(reviews)
It’s theirs as much as mine, / this house, their great black wings / sweeping past windows as the day unfolds
(poetry)
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