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Like This One wordAnd my day began Like this Listening The sound of glueAnd breathing YouIn returnOfferingEvery dreamInto being PaperOn paperBecomingGround AllReady Prayer How the blue jay shimmersIn the growing…
Like This One wordAnd my day began Like this Listening The sound of glueAnd breathing YouIn returnOfferingEvery dreamInto being PaperOn paperBecomingGround AllReady Prayer How the blue jay shimmersIn the growing…
I Am Song I am seamstressFabricating a map of the futureFrom cloth I have woven by handSpun from distant fieldPermeable and softSo that you may breatheWhen days are hotAnd you…
1. The lightening is overhead cutting through the clouds that hang heavy, dropping rain faster than the thunder can rumble.
2. Crack open, I beg, for I am ready...