As far back

alt lit, free verse, poetry 1 Minute

As far back
as I can remember.
Dead foliage in piles.
Afternoons asphyxiating.
These trying times.
Cigarettes rolled
by roughened hands.
A kiss against the sky.
And a leaving out
or a leaving behind.

-r. miller

Published by r. miller

I'm a fan of beards, cardigan sweaters, and good weed. Sometimes I write, and sometimes, people enjoy it.

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