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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,┬ácertain 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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