Parading

when you hear that / unmistakable pounding – when you feel the mist on your

To learn to be silent

not looking at you is a silence

we / put it in the middle

Once in a while

The whole sky is yours

let the heart have its house

We have only this

me in soak / with a duck, having mashed potatoes and gravy, while out there

I wonder if the very small ants are afraid