Smooth Sands meaghanmerrifield art, Poetry August 19, 2013August 19, 2013 the crumbs of stars erode into smooth sands count the age of time litter suburban streets whip the world around in clouds of burning grey until all that’s left is scattered on or contained under ground “Smooth Sands” by Meaghan Merrifield Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Published August 19, 2013August 19, 2013