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March Hill

Its March and the sap started in February so who knows when the maples will bud in this cycle of freeze/false spring we know so well here but its March and we’ve all lived past that high peak, the one … Continue reading

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apocalypse poem #7–terminus

there are a million small deaths waiting– one for each of us predicted, certain each end as real as every beginning if this world does fall further past gravity’s tumble we do not need to reach ashes before our rise & … Continue reading

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