Tag: summers
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Poetic Bloomings: 16 July
The Summer We Lost Childhood We were 6th grade. The big kids, and we walked the rail line. Its steel shining, a thin string of silver silk that disappeared into the distance as if swallowed by trees and life’s path. It was a balancing game. Practise. To see who’d go the farthest. Those summers were…
It's Still Life 