mnemonic scent stirs memories autumn pier
Tag: poem
the reinvention of a season to quell this fire
dark before dawn we trade dreams and wake
mynah fetches a dream from the alley bin
autumn moon floats at the edge of paradise
standing at the intersection of drizzle and flesh
crows answer to the grey with sticks and stones
nowhere the faint mist grey
king crow watches as his subjects loot the pier
how little we know about death and the life after