The Alone

I work in my garden, alone, But for bees that communicate Satisfaction with my efforts. The neighbors whisper and watch, Looking for an error, a stagger, Never once caring for more than gossip. I live alone in a house of people, Never noticed, never seen, The dust is my intimate friend. I watch the sunset […]

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