See Andrew Whiting. Read Andrew writing.

Lingering stupor
built of stress, inconvenience/
regrettable days

Balmy night
stars twinkling through cool air
like candles

About andrewwhiting

A sentimental and sarcastic poet, lover of language, traveling and nature (not a fan of the Oxford comma).

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