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I miss winter’s dusk How the last of the cold lemon sun Lays down its rays like a blanket upon… Read more.
Icicles like dragon teeth hang from my house. They drip, drip, drip, like blood in the sun. Like crooked piano… Read more.
The wonderous aftermath of the ice storm that rolled through Tennessee. Read more.
The building is encased in snowfall 17 stories, row upon row of windows A yellow-green light spills forth The world… Read more.
Dispatch from Idaho: There’s a horse who stands in a field out in the country by where I live. A… Read more.
Embers remember the coach light And there, a pale December sun Beckons the black birds to rise To carry a… Read more.