Poems from New York, #6 (Connecticut Style)

Proof of existence is where there is nothing

but this marshy

field

and a ghost of the future

Published by mauriconnors

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lmconnors says:

December 13, 2015 at 2:09 pm

Is this marshy field the one in New London? 🙂

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