Bones of the Earth
A haiku
By Sam SpinelliPublished 3 years ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Thomas Kelley on Unsplash
Vertebrae of stone:
Skeletons sit in silence,
cold bones in the snow
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Sam Spinelli
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