SMALL POEMS| Any Season sitting alone at a table for two drinking lemon tea body like a river all slow curves and pools sunday morning awake in the dark this heavy braid the only remnant of my youth on the page with the haiku an eyelash
SMALL POEMS| Any Season
sitting alone at a table for two drinking lemon tea
body like a river all slow curves and pools
sunday morning awake in the dark
this heavy braid the only remnant of my youth
on the page with the haiku an eyelash