Category: Poetry
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nothing more earth-shattering than a recitation of your grocery list and the chores you’re avoiding by sending this message -rjm
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Ice land Orange and yellow Crossed black and white Paper birds made of flesh and bone Hollow and impossible Will spend life above turmoil With a sun that never says goodnight Ash and lava and basalt Rivers of rock flowing to the sea Pyroclastic Can you feel me lurking below My fire and life growing…
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