Poems By Anna Bagriana

IT IS APPROXIMATELY THERE…   it is approximately therewhere God ran out of threads where land is not sewn to the skyand dangles as a teddy bear’s torn paw,another bit of someone else’s childhood   it is approximately therewhere the Lord’s handdoesn’t touch the shadow of a lonely treefelled by human hands just before the Holiday  this is something likeas if the sun knelt and beseeched […]

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