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Richard Jackson

Resonance The hieroglyphics of sunset written on the bay’s water:your sad eyes the moon has lit its little fires inside of.The wind untangling itself from streetlights and trees:your voice hollowed out by a loneliness I can’t name.The heat lightning hesitating in the dark corridors of the night:the meanings for your love that flicker like a… Continue reading Richard Jackson

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