peep on youwithout the quiet of night there is no object of attention switch perspectives…
“I am out with lanterns…”
I’m subjectto lurid displays ofwords and waysI won’t want hardly to waitto get…
A Poem by Azura Shine
As he thunders through the night
there’s lights at my back and wind in my hairi pass by the same man in the blue puffy coatwith his…
Upon getting home I can hold on
Upon getting home I can hold on/ and sit in the still of a cold quiet car/