City Unborn Posted on September 22, 2018 by Allison Grayhurst . City Unborn . . Out on the sidewalk fringe gulls converse in hostile tones. Church doors open, taking in all who care to milk their withered souls. Construction in the distance. Towels hanging from clotheslines. A dead pigeon lies crushed on the road, ignored like the blazing buttercups and love. © 1992 by Allison Grayhurst amazon.com/author/allisongrayhurst . . Published in “Ariel Chart” October 2018 https://arielchart.blogspot.com/2018/10/city-unborn.html . . You can listen to the poem by clicking below: https://allisongrayhurst.files.wordpress.com/2018/09/city-unborn.m4a . . Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on Goodreads (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
