shot glass
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Sherry Beasley

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We sit on the wooden bench
and listen to the sound of dishes far off
being prepared for supper, the red geraniums
blooming their hearts out
In stone pots someone moved to the steps,
the great gnarled root of his hand
resting in my hand
an hour or so before dark.