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Josiah Johnson

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8.13

Sarah Louise Garrido

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Tides of silence, then movement // between us. Fingertips grazing the space / we hold sacred—like ferns, curling / toward the soft light that rests…

7.30

Sarah Louise Garrido

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white hot mountainside // firmness of earth / I can’t forsake // / I take it into me, stone by stone / accumulating heft // / and I can smell the…

7.29

Sarah Louise Garrido

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What does He even know // of the plinking stones rolling the river on? // / Smooth edges—hewn from rock or water. / Tree-birds swinging through…

7.27

Sarah Louise Garrido

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I return to the grass, its habit // of hissing at me. My flowers fall open / before the land. My invisible turbulence resounds. // / A mean wind…

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