Vigilance March 20, 2019June 20, 2019Emily Bilman 0 In the resilient haze of my infanthood A half-opened drawer of linens Exudes my mother’s fragrance Of jasmine, almond, and cloves. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...