White Viola Concerto
In what feels like the twist of a single momentthe season starts the first note of
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In what feels like the twist of a single momentthe season starts the first note of
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“Snow’s been falling for hours now. We’re going to end our meeting early and those who
When Now Meets Forever The phone call interrupted a lazy Saturday morning. I passed our baby
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Paraded through the streets in chains, she turned Her eyes backwards, to her burnt home, ransacked,
The artificial breeze kept me awake along the empty stretch of road. It was cold,
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Swaddled in magnetosphere, gently rocked on an arm of our Milky Way mother, we begin to
Vestibuled, my feet leave prints in pewter-toned dust— cindered ash and scratchcard foils— my nostrils sense
Flickers of jibber jabber hodgepodge mishmash sometimes scary sometimes sentimental mostly mysterious in the blankest blandest
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