Epiphany
Three kings were en route
to see the crying infant
the most mighty God yet.
Night swimmers
on a far away beach
celebrated the Twelfth Night.
Our doors were chalked
as the Doomsday Clock ticked
awaiting the four horsemen.
-Will Dockery 2020
Sunday, March 21, 2021
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