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forest people

.. we forget to breathe, be -lieve a single moment of inattention, indentation, summation of phrase and fall. we’re fated to die unfaithful in pools of our own am -plifications, writings kissed by the grosser (gossamer) elements of fire, and … Continue reading

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Shack Attack

(for Shawna)  .. Watch out, the hoes have got it in spades, shoveling all this (b)itter (s)trange soup, stooping to re -bury their own bones. We’re fin -ally figuring out how to (b)rake up the chaff, collect the scattered (s)hells … Continue reading

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