• 275/ paring back my nails; a thunderstorm sulks over the horizon line—with closed eyes I can feel it inching closer. Then closer still—
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Thursday, July 25, 2013
Paring Back my Nails
Labels:
poem,
poem-a-day,
poetry,
tanka,
waka
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