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Fanny Howe
Yellow Goblins
Yellow Goblins
Yellow Goblins
Yellow goblinsand a god I can swallow:
Eyes in the evergreens
under ice.
Interior monologue
and some voice.
Weary fears, the
usual trials and
a place to surmise
blessedness.
© 2013, Fanny Howe
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Yellow Goblins
Yellow goblinsand a god I can swallow:
Eyes in the evergreens
under ice.
Interior monologue
and some voice.
Weary fears, the
usual trials and
a place to surmise
blessedness.
Yellow Goblins
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