The Ozone Let Me Devour It
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Complete Wed, May 22, 2019<5 mins
Published in the Calaveras Station Arts & Literary Journal, 2019
POETRY-
"I'm cold and cruel
but the night stops for me.
Its legs wrap around the clouds
and force the fog to kiss my feet."
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