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in praise of finish(ed) lines

we inky finger tappety-key the words across these snow drifts day after day after day after ………………………………..day, even as the world is ending even though our kids are home even though we’re torn, and tumbled even though the world is … Continue reading

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Space for Quill

.. Greetings, I am enamored to have met someone so fair, so graced from deep within. Never have I known a bright soul yet so full of magic, madness, heaven, sin. Bright crimson lips, and skies of clearest glass, I’ll … Continue reading

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