Beauty is walking back across campus at night

Skipping Stones

Part of the love songs collection


Beauty is walking back across campus at night, the clouds gray against the darkened faces of old buildings, the trees bare against the whispering snow, the lights like stars to my sleepy soul…

I know the lake is the woman, the woman, the lake;

like skipping stones my words are these: like reverent bones they pass away.

Mila (Jacob Stetser)

Mila is a writer, photographer, poet & technologist.

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