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cinnamon toast and lavender tea

… we brown and brew, sprinkle and steep, keep secrets in spoons and abandoned crusts. we trust a pinch of sugar to sweeten and fill; worry not about the spill. …. quickly prompted  

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this poem

…. this poem sizzles, singes, sings. there are things this poem knows, but will not tell. it spells re -lief and wriggles free of tasks and masks, hum -anity. this poem is a struggling song that knows no difference be … Continue reading

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