stories

for c.m.p. There were stories I would have told of sand held in hands trembling cold of two outlined, city fountain between, exchanging rings in a church square. These are stories I would have told, of then, of now, castles I don’t remember, kings I do, of the shadow, of the days where shadow only [...]

Filed under: verse | Posted on July 11th, 2005 by palmer

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"Azuen" doesn't mean anything. But there's a story.

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