Parading

I come home this way, through the watercolor

of the evening. Maybe you know the place—
of the evening. Maybe you know the place—
of the evening. Maybe you know the place—
where the south and the west
where the south and the west
have the northeast as guest —Laura Jensen
have the northeast as guest
—Laura Jensen

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