Thursday, February 14, 2019

Fright Lenses

Blinking mesa
Becomes flight
Forward tounges
Duty ending oars
Brace beckons
Longing beach wills
Kind village
Stop birds lying
-Cory Tambourine
WVArts Solitude & Pilot Mountain School
Summer/Autumn 2017

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