Poetry Morning Shades December 26, 2013 fhaedra Leave a comment In dawn’s blur, I awaken to radiosounds Everything is broken, a sultry voice declares but even weakened and half-asleep— I don’t believe. Share this:Tweet Share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like this:Like Loading…