Thursday, May 3, 2018




Away

I've lived too long
with velvet lawns
tidy trees
citizens.
I want to walk
in a wild wood
crunch winter leaves
see spring,
untended
by human hands,
peek out
from crevices
splash
purple patches
coo
baby greens.

 Bridget Harwell
Posted by Bridget at 5:04 PM

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