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She writes in wild -flowered breeze and umbered earth, past life beer-stained napkins and muddled storm all forms of desert breeze. Her fingers ache of starched parch-ment paper indigo quill spill, scratch-and-sniff stickers and AquaNet fugue the dusty memory of old books, nutmeg, musty wood. Most days, she’s good … Continue reading →