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Late A beech leaf caught in the wind Flutters by and gilds the sky Twirling into Lick Brook gorge Gliding onto black water. I back away from the edge And think, the...
Read MoreTATTOO I can’t endure the wait the pain to see and be seen yesterday time was a roach today a redwood tree I cannot bear your gentian flame tattooed on my heart...
Read MoreWalking on ice I don’t want To slow down I don’t want to fall So I slide along Going backwards Watching the face Of a future tyrant In a malignant clown The call of...
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