People who rise in darkness A poem by Joe Cottonwood People who rise in darkness From the street long agoyou see glow of windowsfrosty and foggyas you toss a roll of news. You’re just a kid breathing clouds into the airbut... Continue Reading →
This A poem by Joe Cottonwood This Quail Court is a manicured plot where dwells a schoolteacher named Jane who this once in the entire span of our lifetimesI meet for a few minutes in her bungalow offlamboyant art, orchids in pots. Jane outlines... Continue Reading →
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