i
saw
you on
the first day
after the nowhere
rains of late September:
morning magnolia blossomed
air like candy, infinite departures
in the night – the drooping willowed
frowns of Savannah and the expressionless
gaze of Atlanta
after the
fire.
you on
the first day
after the nowhere
rains of late September:
morning magnolia blossomed
air like candy, infinite departures
in the night – the drooping willowed
frowns of Savannah and the expressionless
gaze of Atlanta
after the
fire.
music by Richard King
images by David Banegas
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