Category Archives: Vilanelle

Travel Villanelle

Airplane, airplane, where are you taking me, Strange beddings, another home I do not know… This dying man, this skeleton, aching to be free? A shadow slipping along a moon lit┬áBaltic sea, Fevered mind and aching back, towards some lost … Continue reading

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