Tonight I will dream about flying

with Emily Dickinson; from our balloon

with Emily Dickinson; from our balloon
with Emily Dickinson; from our balloon
we will make the snow
we will make the snow
drop queenly ruffles on the wrists
drop queenly ruffles on the wrists
of her fenceposts. —Barbara F. Lefcowitz
of her fenceposts.
—Barbara F. Lefcowitz

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