The Mystery
Even the sky passes through her now, vault of undifferentiated space, container of the uncontained form
Presence
Vodka tonics, Seal’s “Kiss from a Rose” on repeat, microwave dinners, questionable dalliances…I was built for
Rain and the Lack Thereof
The roses were the first to go. The proud blossoms did their shriveling slowly at
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The Maple Seed
The train whistle blew. Its wheels caught in skids and shuffles, then took hold.The cars jolted
The Clearing’s Goin’ Off
When Dennis sat to a halt, he crossed the reins on the horse’s wither, pulled his
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