A Brit Abroad in Massachusetts
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
from villanelle, by weldon kees
"These nights one hears a creaking in the hall,
The sort of thing that gives one pause.
The crack is moving down the wall.
We must remain until the roof falls in."
Villanelle, by Weldon Kees
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