William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings


the wind scours the eaves

and here’s the pipe my uncle smoked

before he was killed in the war


[ 1551 ]

Categories: A Few More Scratches

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3 replies

  1. Erinnerungen die noch ‘gebraucht’ werden, die irgendwie leben…
    Einen feinen Tag wünsche ich.

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