Devon Balwit, Pulling Toward Home

Pulling Towards Home
Devon Balwit

The east wind sends my poncho swooping

startling the dog, already jittery from the rain-streaked

and the runners, who appear and recede as from another

A phalanx of geese wheels above, considering Continue reading “Devon Balwit, Pulling Toward Home”

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