Half Past Gone
Of olding autumns, iron and wine
Thursday, 18 October 2012
Shoes
Moonlight falls on her ankle and
lingers. A thin silver ribbon,
fraying. She puts on her blue shoes and
stays
. If sleeping in her shoes is
staying.
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