Daily Archives: November 1, 2018

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At first sight: Poetry by RB Wilson

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I saw you through the broken screen door beyond the porch light that flickered with moths   and made your opal eyes dance behind fine rusted tulle scarred by careless men   Was the music that played almost imperceptibly inside your head, or was it in mine? RB Wilson lives in the Imperial Valley. He…

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