White paint chips, roof cracks.
Gray sky looms over the house
And the first drops fall.
Trees’ branches sprawl for relief;
He sighs at the leak.
— Teresa Edmond
Sept. 20, 2013
Poetry and prose that envelop you
White paint chips, roof cracks.
Gray sky looms over the house
And the first drops fall.
Trees’ branches sprawl for relief;
He sighs at the leak.
— Teresa Edmond
Sept. 20, 2013
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