Little witches hats
scattered around our city—
conjurors at work.
Tag: people
Dying

Shrinking in silence
fern curls up in the forest
alone in hospice
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We bicker for Mars,
fawn over the red planet;
sun kissed land is here.

Shrinking in silence
fern curls up in the forest
alone in hospice

We bicker for Mars,
fawn over the red planet;
sun kissed land is here.