(Apollo’s) sister

November 24, 2016 at 11:46 pm Leave a comment


stripped trees reflected in water;
i turn away, quickly, fearing Apollo’s wrath.



I’d imagine the legend should be identifiable.  Watch it, you might be turned into a deer!

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