There was a gypsy moth massacre

Searching under decaying wood to get to the heart of contentment

Queen Carola’s Parotia on the Pergola

Reminiscent of a young European Paola

I heard news reports that it would be too windy for the vessels to dock

Ignoring the coarse-haired drummer  

Into the virtual portal, longing to feel the sun again

Getting carried by Sunday schemes in your Chevrolet Blue Blazer

In the middle of doubting myself before speaking out

Overjoyed when I saw you outside the drugstore

I'm glad you're grounded because I don't want you to leave

Just know I'm wide for you

By Samantha Merz

From: Canada

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