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Jo McCrory is a writer and artist living in northern California.
Category: writing
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The parts of me that long to grow into spring Are hiding fallow now, safe beneath dead leaves I am a wisp behind a tree A slip, here and not Cobwebs for veins Dotted with dew, silver filament The bark bites until spring -rjm
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I woke up broken today. It could be for so many reasons. There’s a new girl occupying me, this one that’s been here since I got sick. Is she my ghost? Did I die during the first operation and this is all a dream? If it’s all a dream maybe we won’t all die. New…
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