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Autumn in the City (One Hundred Years)

Autumn in the City (One Hundred Years)

The air is thick with the burning islands.
I wake in the morning to a dry throat.

Posted in BlogTagged apocalypse, autumn, Poetry, spilled ink

Spring in the City (Year Ten)

Spring in the City (Year Ten)

Look at him looking at her. He
watches her fingers, deftly tucking back

Posted in BlogTagged apocalypse, Poetry, spilled ink, spring

Winter in the City (Year One)

Winter in the City (Year One)

All is returned to dust.
Every breath is taken back by a jealous

Posted in BlogTagged apocalypse, Poetry, spilled ink, winter

Summer in the City (Day One)

Summer in the City (Day One)

You must have returned, must be
living, even now, within the city walls,

Posted in BlogTagged apocalypse, Poetry, spilled ink, summer
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