winter chill
a duck nestles
into itself
Leanne Jaeger
her hair
fanning out
the windswept beach
Leanne Jaeger
sunset—
the last rays of sun
catch in my throat
Leanne Jaeger
a
therapist on leave
my cat’s eyes
hold me
a
Leanne Jaeger
a
new day
a cloud slides
off the sun
Leanne Jaeger
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