Bridge over troubled nights — Jane Dougherty Writes


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The Oracle gave me a double puente, which the French would call a viaduct. Heat crushes me, hot winds lick my skin with coarse tongue, ripping splinters from a rainless sky, water, dust-dry as thirsty mouths waiting for a summer storm ~with you~ there was a time when clouds drifted, cool and […]

via Bridge over troubled nights — Jane Dougherty Writes

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