Tuesday, May 28, 2024

By Daniela Misso

an open book

left on a tree stump . . .

ants pass by

Daniela Misso



silence between us –

the stones cast shadows

on the sand

Daniela Misso



grass sprouts

I immerse myself

in a book

Daniela Misso

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