The open field
unfolds like a letter
coming out of a cream
envelope stamped and sealed,
fibrous like hay bales
and warm sweet waving grasses.
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- Laura G
- The Pacific Northwest, United States
- Friend, Daughter, Singer. Reader and Writer; better at the former and working on the latter. I am obsessed with ghost stories, sea chanties and appalachian folk songs.
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