After millennia I singeven louder,despite salty tears brimmingwith pollution. I seek relief from constant diggingat my flesh and bones. My axis is creaking,surface quaking,I’m sleepless and heart-sore. My blood still flows with poetry,and will for ever more. Kim M. Russell, 2nd November 2026 This Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub we are writing quadrilles with […]
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