Recently Banned Literature
Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
Thursday, October 9, 2014
Something in the grit
Have you washed your hands with soil?
There’s something in the grit — a rock, a fable.
Autumn. My shovel creaks a little more now.
Like the joints of a man who smiles growing old.
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