sunny day poem
paper bright white, warm blue ink
just three childish lines
Gary Hunter
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See Allour dog walks once skirting the golf course both sides of the creek all around Sunny Dunes up and down Palm Canyon Drive have become the...
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what the hell? I keep kneeing the edge of the bedframe shoulder-bumping doorways scraping my ankles on boulders in the garden as if...
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