by John Grey
Nobody knows me here.
No friends.
I’m totally alone.
Then you call. Continue reading
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The Loneliest Man in the World
Filed under Poetry
The Mare and The Storm
by John Grey
I strolled through the alfalfa field
circled by panicked insects
and with a storm slowly making something
of the warm, too peaceful, air. Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
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