I could feel the winter shaking my bones and banging my teeth together.
I could feel the winter shaking my bones and banging my teeth together.
This is winter, this is night, small love --
A sort of black horsehair,
A rough, dumb country stuff
Steeled with the sheen
Of what green stars can make it to our gate.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories