Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

Sometimes you are the flower.

Sometimes you are the elsewhere,
Sometimes you are the elegy yourself.
Sometimes you are the elegy yourself.
Sometimes you are the elsewhere,
Sometimes you are the elsewhere,
the seas, ineluctably rising. —Laura Passin
the seas, ineluctably rising.
—Laura Passin

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