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November 12, 2012

To be ready. Ready for what? What’s the best way? To open like a flower? To Feel Free? What kind of free? If you are open will the eclipse fall on you like an avalanche? How do you make room? … Continue reading

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Sweet Teeth

And Yet the Books And yet the books will be there on the shelves, separate beings, that appeared once, still wet as shining chestnuts under a tree in autumn, and, touched, coddled, began to live in spite of fires on … Continue reading

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