Will Riley
researching morality one person at a time
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Poems
Icicle
September 29, 2020
Listening is like melting into water. I am still an icicle, but that’s OK. I will melt again in the sun.
Other Poems
A Poet’s Accidental Meanings
Acedia
Arising
Arrowpoint
Democracy
East Lake Station
Genie
Groundhog
Icicle
Life
On The Stump Farm
Oozing
Pseudointellectuals
Rainbox
The Parking Deck
Time for Dying
Under A Tree
When Buddhas Cry
Wires