My favorite poet is William Carlos Williams.
Summer is simple; the lemonade is cool, chess
Games are long. I live to be an
Ant of a woman. Eternally small
In the eye of burning stars.
For in my red wheelbarrow, I compact
Piled dirt down. To feel the wet
Ground grind in my fingers.
- Author: Allison Cuellar ( Offline)
- Published: January 18th, 2016 03:12
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