Poetry Excerpt from “Desert Moon”

I wake to sounds of the whales surfacing
in the calm bay, stirred
from dreams of the Dorado,
the dimming of the impossible colors:
indigo, mustard, viridian, crimson.

c. B. L. Bruce
Excerpt from “Desert Moon,” The Weight of Snow

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