#smallpoems Hope floats above those devote a smoke that slips through fingers when doubts linger those who grope soak in broken realities amassed in f
#smallpoems Hope floats above those devote a smoke that slips through fingers when doubts linger those who grope soak in broken realities amassed in fists amiss in empty pyrolysis, as wishes wiff in stiff flames of frozen despair choking our air
Greg McVerry