Best Ashland Poems

ever feel you're falling,
falling through the sky?
it's like flying but faster, less controlled.
how do you fight the accelerating, 
excruciating, 
exclaiming 
excitement?

it's water on parched land in the middle of summer.
it's the heat so dry that it caresses you, enveloping you in its dizzying embrace.
it's the...

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