Sarah Was Here
Thursday, March 6, 2014
When Buildings Fall
old winter winds hollered and sobbed
seeking warm shelter amongst wooden ribs,
in a northerly cold, splintering joints throbbed
like cowering bulbs grown weary of spring fibs
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