
Gone to dance On The Bridge of Avignon, drink the Rhône, and eat my bodyweight in cheese — back when the moon pulls the tide of my feet.
Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2025.

Gone to dance On The Bridge of Avignon, drink the Rhône, and eat my bodyweight in cheese — back when the moon pulls the tide of my feet.
Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2025.
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