Elan Mudrow
Smidgens
Smidgens
Posted on November 6, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
Posted on June 1, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
There is a roughness A quiver, that tells things The redness of spring cherries Leaves, autumn raked. Ears pick up the vibration Voices attempt to emulate But, it is the rumbling Palms search for The noise is subject to a tilt A… Continue Reading “Palms Stain Green”
Posted on May 29, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
The lamps bob in between echoes. They can only reverberate for so long, then disappear around a curve. So we tether together, in small groups of nonsense It is our belief that we will come to the end, turn around, and find the… Continue Reading “The Cave (Portrait #8)”
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