I drink the silence
of the crescent moon
in a river of words
A Handful of Stones, June 13, 2010
A Room of My Own: All-Night Laundromat Gembun
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Distant blue flashes ripple on wet asphalt—a low echo.
half-asleep, alone
yet not alone enough
all-night laundromat
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On a cul-de-sac, a detached ...
