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Spring 2020

  • 29bcassidy
  • Jul 15, 2021
  • 1 min read

Snow melts into the earth and a gentle breeze

Loosens the damp gum wrappers, the stale leaves Left over from autumn, and the dead brown grass.


The sky shakes itself out. And the invisible birds Winter put away somewhere return, the air relaxes, People start to circulate again in twos and threes.













...and lots and lots and lots of paint pots and dabbles...





 
 
 

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