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Time drifts away,as mist fades on the mountain.The world itself is hardly more realthe living waters springingfrom life’s fountain run dry,leaving discarded bonesbleaching in the sun. There is no moleculebut strives to be the whole(or if it can’t encompass that, … Continue reading

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In St Peter’s graveyardthe bones have labels. The labels are incised in marble or slate.The coming together of the bones is recorded.(God breathed on those bones.)The dislocation of the bones is recorded.(God stopped breathing.)The length of time in betweenis calculated … Continue reading

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The road humped over the hill and dippedand out of politeness we dipped tooand didn’t go as the butterfly didstraight across and into the view. We stayed outside and behind our facesas the road curled steeply down from the skythough … Continue reading

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