Untitled #4 (Nijole Miliauskaite Poems)
all the fears of childhoodall the dreams of terrornightmares, the loneliness of childrenthe sense of guilta face pale as the ...
all the fears of childhoodall the dreams of terrornightmares, the loneliness of childrenthe sense of guilta face pale as the ...
I blow lightlyand the bottomclouds overthe clear surfaceturns dewymagic mirror of the soulin your darkest recesseslies that room which I ...
this spring I must transplant, it's about timemy aloe, old, gnarledaloe vera, treasured beyond wordsby those who know its healing ...
not onestar -a calm, windlesseveningshriveled frozen earth, freezingcurly chrysanthemum heads- only from afarmy beloved hill glistensas if all the stars ...
small willowtree, in full bloomin a yard winter left cluttered, at the tailend of april, locked in by the everydayflowering ...
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