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id est quod id est
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If the trees were falling over; / limbs dropping in the drought years;trunks derailed from the biome;beetles having their way with a multitude of…
the aberration / peacocks will march / ghazal on systems / knitting deathsmy son is of fear / a pussy willow stains her / encore: cops / knitting…
Thank You For The Word
You think it will never rain again // global warming has doomed us to hell on earth / then for three days the smell / of dirt unfastening its…
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before / He promptly pays the woman who brings death with dignity. He thanks her for her time.When she leaves he tells us what to do with his…
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