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Bare Bones

  .. This poem is drawn ……(and quartered) in charcoal smudge and the sludge of lily pad glee. Stretch her in pencil-thin lines, out-of-time strings, the long lost things at the bottom of your artcase. Place her cloud-shy in a … Continue reading

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