The Poetry of LJ
Maybe the stars are namedBut some can find the constellations In people - The connecting shapes and lightsOf like soulsDrawn togetherBy an artist's brush.C. LJ July 2020
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I spent one summer at the piano, in the dark - only a single slant of light could ever get in through that low window, leaning yellow dust m...
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