Stacy Kidd

Elegiac

 

this grief

that isn’t

 

green

why say it

 

over and

didn’t know

 

the man

so well

 

isn’t it

enough to

 

 

Smoke

There is the water where we take
our walks, sometimes

concrete & a bridge & several geese for us to count.

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