bare branches
the loneliness of
not
knowing
John Pappas
autumn chill
I seed my lawn
with
crows
John Pappas
after the storm—
the bright shards of the
broken
pot
John Pappas
dark matter
the secrets I keep
from myself
John Pappas
Cradled Moon.
Fossombrone, Italy. Photo credits: Oana Maria Cercel.
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