He came from out behind the shadows dark,
Of mysteries full I did not presume.
And as he spoke
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1 min
Trepidatae
Long Story Short Award
Fall 2020
- Poetry
He came from out behind the shadows dark,
Of mysteries full I did not presume.
And as he spoke
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Her blossoms open as the dawn warms her branches. “The purpose of this tree,” I sigh to myself, “is simply for the nourishment of animals’ bodies, and nourishment of my soul” A home to a ... [+]