
A photograph by Alazanto, Kevin Davis, our son

A photograph by Alazanto, Kevin Davis, our son
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by Ethel Mortenson Davis
How can I
tell you
what it feels like
to fall
from a cliff,
to fall
and still
be alive
to feel
the night air
on my face?
How can I
tell you
what it feels like
to fall from a cliff?
It’s like the sound
the night hawk
makes.
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