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conjuring a smile

.. see the sleight ………(chance) of rain, the way the clouds abracadabra the sky into spell -ing her own name in slanted syllables, press ……..-toed and pulled loose by the alchemy of nothing. the moon’s an old crone stirring up … Continue reading

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