sickly sweet fragrance
grass decomposing in bin
none too soon truck comes
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2018.09.20: walls
wails pierce pitch darkness
mom and babe separated
hearts harden to stone
2018.09.19: curtains
setting sun pulls slide
trailing toward horizon
colors of rainbow
2018.09.18: dazzling
myriad of suns
glistening on field of dew
blue sky pales behind
2018.09.17: voices
absent all summer
migrant birds fill trees with songs
days growing shorter
2018.09.16: depth
beneath rough surface
beyond pull of tides and wind
deep stillness of peace
2018.09.16: touchstone
it’s good now and then
to be with people who can
remind us who we are
