chirps, moans, whistles
I open my mouth and a sound comes out
Monday, July 7, 2008
sugar pine
there are no greater honors
than to stand on the rim of the day
arms stretched out to the air
hands dripping cones
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farmlady
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No greater honor, indeed.
July 8, 2008 at 9:58 PM
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No greater honor, indeed.
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