24 x 24

In the summer

shuffled, scraping chairs,

into our home.

carved spot of land,

from our stairs,

the sun swung and set

watching a stark black

crop of mountains,

blot out the day.

hazy, faded skies

from robin egg,


blood red and grey.

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