
SOLIVIGANT
My solivigant soul
is hiding under a bridge, like a troll.
It’s wandering Russia’s furthest steppes–
wants to sit on the porch with a bottle of Schweppes.
–Sarah Torribio
See more epigrams by Sarah Torribio HERE
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.

SOLIVIGANT
My solivigant soul
is hiding under a bridge, like a troll.
It’s wandering Russia’s furthest steppes–
wants to sit on the porch with a bottle of Schweppes.
–Sarah Torribio
See more epigrams by Sarah Torribio HERE
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