Winter's cleave
The hanging drabs-
that by summer's leave-
are blown and flurry
from winter's cleave.
words and foto by Tommy Carroll
The hanging drabs-
that by summer's leave-
are blown and flurry
from winter's cleave.
words and foto by Tommy Carroll
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