I face outwards onto a pool, now a viridian green, darkening with infertile pollen. The green that you […]
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It’s only just started to snow past Poughkeepsie. The conductor says take a walk, take a smoke, take […]
I face outwards onto a pool, now a viridian green, darkening with infertile pollen. The green that you […]
It’s only just started to snow past Poughkeepsie. The conductor says take a walk, take a smoke, take […]