weather ghost – 4/7/14

Dear Weather Ghost,


When I held dead July in my arms

you would not even let me do that.


Don’t visit.




Dear Weather Ghost,


A dune of the outside builds in me.

I am not exiled, I am remote lands.

I’ll order my acre.


–       Melissa Ginsberg

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