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Flurries

It’s not the falling flakes that halt mebut the quick gust that kicks them,not tenacity of brown leaves clinging to the branchbut how the white shawl settles there, not blackness bleeding on the porous page of the worldbut the sponge … Continue reading

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prayer in dark September

for the little ones with furrowed brows for those slowed by stiffness and disbelief for those who ran out of time or just in time for those ground down to powder for those whose feet have gone groundless for those … Continue reading

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