by Jenifer Cartland
I witness a tree unleaf and my heart is softened …
Jenifer
It was in the clouds in bright patches against black sky.
Leaves begin to shiver as if the rain has come already.
It is there when I wake up, that deep ache in the narrow of my shoulders …
Looking into the window, I see a murky reflection …
As I ride the rails through Italy, …
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