The Poem-A-Day Project
by Rachael Maddox
Friday, May 9, 2014
129/365 : steam
there must be
something gathering
in the earth
like sweat
ready to extend
outside cozy--
become known
out there
there must be
a lover
for which
the air turns wet
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