Tag: Devon Neal

  • The Last Touch

    The Last Touch

    I try to remember it. I wish I knewit was the net of your hand as we walked,your head sighing…

  • Initials

    Initials

    I was living under a tree, in a mosaicof sunlight and shadow. I was fine.I had a warm pelt of…

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