a crow grips a bare branch
shards of whiteness
drift through the window
the scent of winter
blankets my gray body
time passes in the sounds of snow
Shot Glass Journal, Issue #3
A Room of My Own: Butterfly Kite Tanka
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*Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words*, LVIII "Rafah's border wall"
the kids stare
beyond Rafah's border wall
the slow descent
of a butterfly kite
seve...