by John Sibley Williams
Sea split open
throat to groin,
urchins and five
limbed stars
spilling out. Continue reading
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The Shallows
Filed under Poetry
Ghost Road
by John Sibley Williams
1.
Empathy for the barren is not enough to heal the landscape. Soil still wails for fallen timber,fears for the newly planted. Whatever roots we nourish, it seems these same hands must flatten. Continue reading
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