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Sanctuary

Suppose it’s easy to slip              into another’s green skin,bury yourself in leavesand wait for a breaking,              a breaking open, a breaking out. I have, befo [...]

Awe

What damage do I do? / The night avoids my eyes, so does the road. / I am never wholly myself, unto myself.

Ars Poetica

March 2, 2020

Cutting down Chambers St. 

my pinky toenail comes clean off.

Another little ghost