pebble eyes copper scales—
we never went fishing
but I wanted to
Jane-Rebecca Cannarella
pebble eyes copper scales—
we never went fishing
but I wanted to
Jane-Rebecca Cannarella
innocent
in white
the swan seems placid until
you try to pet it
Robert Beveridge
a
drip on the roof
yesterday's sunshine sounds
far away
Susan Bonk Plumridge