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What Say Ye?

We entertain the mad. They whisper. – from “Tea Ceremony” by G.C. Waldrep .. Drink me …….(shrink me) down to nothing -ness, the best guess bliss of stirred honey, quiet leaves left.   Think me ……(blink me) sane, in small stages … Continue reading

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