• Sarah Van Arsdale

April 18

Another attempt at the WNYC prompt, on Normalcy



Normalcy


O the shrill of daffodils

beneath April’s cloud-clotted skies.

But is the greater thrill

the varied vast array

of human faces

blooming?

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