Still light outside, the
darkest evening of the year,
we watched tall trees bow
over boarded up windows
hiding their alphabet soup.
6/25/2022
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Still light outside, the
darkest evening of the year,
we watched tall trees bow
over boarded up windows
hiding their alphabet soup.
6/25/2022
haunting. unforgettable. surreal-
still can’t process those events.