swirled with Van Gogh stars summer night. Genie Nakano, July 6, 2021
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Dream
summitof a mountainwe meet as eagles tumbling in the sky feathersfall into my dreamGenie Nakano, 12/22/20
You There
You there, take this gloom away the sky is supposed to be blue not grey a disappointing day the social-distancing party cancelled the host is sick her stomach hurts then the tearful news my veterinarian says there’s nothing he can do for Toto anymore You there, heal my dog he’s my friend of seventeen yearsContinue reading “You There”