Here we autumn, Reader, and it’s looking like rain or perhaps sun in the far distance, it’s wet whatever it is, it’s William Stratton’s “Our Speckled Sides.”
This poem originally appeared in Storm Cellar 6.3, available in our store. Read on!
Here we autumn, Reader, and it’s looking like rain or perhaps sun in the far distance, it’s wet whatever it is, it’s William Stratton’s “Our Speckled Sides.”
This poem originally appeared in Storm Cellar 6.3, available in our store. Read on!
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