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In gardens we fall / in love with what grows: / / heirloom harvests of Brandywines and Ox Hearts, / Mortgage Lifters and Big Rainbows, / / …
The Pines / / When the last satellite blinks out / we’ll be left with only stars again: / / the bare sky / and language / our friends / …
// Since we uploaded into the cloud / the earth misses us / It hasn’t rained for months / The sleek new skins of our hand- / held devices flash /…
Blind Lemon Something
Once I lived a whole summer / inside a lemon. Bright bitter skies / and the salt. You had to squint / to make sense of it. Laundry / on the line…
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