On the cusp of June
the sun’s already August.
Peripheral bees
at the speed of memory
indent the humidity.
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On the cusp of June
the sun’s already August.
Peripheral bees
at the speed of memory
indent the humidity.
Next week’s poem will be for paid subscribers. Thank you for your support!
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