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September 26, 2017

chain. links.

Intentional her small hands moving across the chain links playing an instrument co-located to a wizened crow perched passively sensing together the sharp cold of dry […]
October 5, 2017

half mast

Lately my flag is always flying at half mast Don’t draw me up until the world is right and whole. Don’t draw me up until the […]
October 12, 2017

she leapt

The spider drops leaping from point to point partnering with air each string a possibility a foundation endeavouring through repeated uncertain free falls to build her […]
October 19, 2017

I being so near

The storm has passed through me. I being so near the ocean am subject to feeling abysmal the heavy body of dark water memories of the […]