bare hands
A poem by Michelle Bailat-Jones.
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Michelle Bailat-Jones
of friends and revelry and bounty
She can still hear the boats, long gone now and sailed off to new harbors, but the slap of water...
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A Simple Task
It is her second day of driving. Anne is traveling east on Route 12 and has finally descended from...
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