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The Earthling

written by: Korliss Sewer

 

He’s a good feel:  the smell of summer on curious skin.  Warm plum, sweet juice.  Spit the seed.  Paint the sun in blue hues.  Untie your handkerchief, give me change.  Small voices heard in our wilderness bring us Home.

Korliss Sewer

Korliss Sewer

I'm a poet from the Pacific Northwest who sees the world through rose-colored bifocals.
Korliss Sewer

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