I Wasn’t There
by CORAL CARTER I wasn’t there when a dried seed head traced a circle in sand when a hanging branch in the wind brushed small stones together and made a wall when out on the lake a smear of water…
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by CORAL CARTER I wasn’t there when a dried seed head traced a circle in sand when a hanging branch in the wind brushed small stones together and made a wall when out on the lake a smear of water…