Pier, a poem by Jeff Skinner
It goes all the way out…
A Drone, Downed (On the Shores of The Hope) by Joseph Long
Out on livid blue rills, leaded runnels; / slate gulls raged at our intrusion.
SLATE by Ann Foweraker
Over forty / million years / I have become.
CASTLE POETRY
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