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intricate howl

.. we embrace the space, these fixtures of lonely resolve. but there is still fear. of now. of when, and how. of things that go ………………………..{bump} in the night.   .. in april, we poem.       

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In Praise of Phrase

.. This poem is the syllables of my hot-mess heart, the spilling of my song. She aches for Lake and salt and sand and sunrise and a full fat moon. This poem tip-toes on her un -ambic feet, dangles part … Continue reading

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