Santorini Trifles
Santorini trifles,
linger on a paper beach,
while blades soar aloft,
swooping down for
tourist crumbs.
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Poem w/pic
David L White
August 16 2020
June 1 9:52 PM. I stepped out the front door to look at the moon to my right. I look to the left, north, as if - habit - traffic. The m...
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