2am,
heading down Superior Street
to the car at the end of the night,
the blonde woman in the small group
in front of us calls out
"Ojibwe Jehovah, help me find my car!"
No idea
if her prayer was answered.
From Perfect Duluth Day.
Reviving mundane blog prose into verse.
2am,
heading down Superior Street
to the car at the end of the night,
the blonde woman in the small group
in front of us calls out
"Ojibwe Jehovah, help me find my car!"
No idea
if her prayer was answered.
From Perfect Duluth Day.
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