poetic interlude # 10 October 2, 2009
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garlic
scents the crisp air.
black beans, tortillas, and
spices. i ache to welcome the
full moon.
in search of truth.
garlic
scents the crisp air.
black beans, tortillas, and
spices. i ache to welcome the
full moon.