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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

October 26, 2016March 6, 2018

Astray

Heat of morning,
breeze
light and hesitant.
Trying to will
her home.
Down the steps,
past the kitchen
drinking coffee and the
spiral bound notebooks
she loved. 

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged art, c.eve, dark art, eve, ofeve, poem, poems, poet, poetry, shadowofeve, thefirsteveBy shadowofeve

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