I was buried ten and three in the bowels of the hill lined with walnut trees. The growing came like Saturn and his baby boy - crying, while devoured, “I will always love you.”
Call down the rafters open where the eaves stop. The glow comes again what a feeling in the end. Or leave, I don’t care. I’ve been seventeen too long
Young gardens to grow by my home
Glow was written by Peter Adams.
Peter Adams released Glow on Fri Jun 16 2017.