Cold Sliver

On a dark Autumn night

Laura Gulbranson
Nov 2 · 1 min read

The cold sliver of moon light
on a dark Autumn night…
forsooth, the hour churns
to break from prisons of time.

The days are marked,
the sliver still gleams
in the oblivion of our coldest fright.

Laura Gulbranson

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I love, therefore I write.

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