a face with no name
the click of a range burner
the warmth of knowing
the trees part the clouds
drop leaves, shaking off the rest
a letter sent
thin lines stretched for miles
smiles
the catastrophe of truth
time numbing gray skies
crows in perfect silhouette
same sweater today
a knock at the door
this stranger, my shy neighbor
dinner dishes undone
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