across these…

3 Responses to “holes”

  1. even monday sometimes
    lets slip a thing
    of beauty –
    slithering flurries chased
    by fiery headlights, homeward
    bound, across these
    outer-borough dreams

  2. Your poetry beat out the image for me today, “Y”. Wow! I used to work overnights and drove home in the dark of the early morning during the winter months. This is how I felt…….

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