NEW POETRY
The Dream About My Grandmother by Joshua Alan Sturgill
A Strawberry Idyll: And so the best berry that God made is scarce and dear this year. I am sorry for it. The strawberry is a great part of our English summer; it is part of the splendour, with sunlight and wild roses swaying from hedgerows, and cool cups and asparagus and solemn, scented nights.
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