last morning walk ...
our dogs
both silent too
summer stars
between the two of us
the Pacific
NeverEnding Story, September 8, 2015
A Room of My Own: Home, Sweet Home
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*Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words*, XLI: "home"
boom, boom, boom
outside the steel safe room
with his ears covered
a boy sings,* If I had wings*
*l...