This afternoon is a journal
left open on the patio;
the wind licks its finger,
flips to where I’d written
Never in my youth
did I consider endings
Selected by Raymond HuffmanImage AI-generated by Open Arts Forum
HughLemma
Hugh does not prefer to talk about himself in the third person, but if he did, he'd tell you he's in a self-imposed exile on the east coast of the USA, but still loves his former home in the Sonoran Desert. He is the author of Odd Numbers And Evensongs and Auditions For The Afterlife.
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