Thursday, May 15, 2008

Black Oak Comments

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At midnight, just beneath the sunken moon,
there is a glade, where leaf on fallen leaf
lie underneath her long and bony arms.
There, naked, she awaits her time to come.
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Leo Yankevich
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Leo Yankevich

Leo Yankevich

Farrell, Pennsylvania
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