haiku 2.25.17 raven poetry February 25, 2017February 25, 2017 1 Minute rainstorms exhale clouds that roll over mountains like smoke from wet lips. Share this: Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading... Published by raven aesthete. dryad. hedonist. motherfucking adult. outdoor cat. poet. they/them. View all posts by raven Published February 25, 2017February 25, 2017
the gumboot gumshoe 