Thursday, February 14, 2019

Sun Under

Hungry out positions
Parlors visit claims
Valley sends tales
Until wonder messes
Bold goner varies
Allowed over estuaries
Blade owns theories
Faint unjust leaves
Bravery popping sounds
-Cory Tambourine
WVArts Solitude & Pilot Mountain School
Summer/Autumn 2017

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