
Poetry reminds me of the winter. I always have the most to say when the air has gone cold.

No Reflection
M.A. Padilla

It Follows
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Homing
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My Love
M.A. Padilla

Poetry reminds me of the winter. I always have the most to say when the air has gone cold.

M.A. Padilla

M.A. Padilla

M.A. Padilla

M.A. Padilla