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Feb 2019
bear knows no god Jared they said that all the insects will die extinct is what they said all the little things & he cannot bear it



a storm came yesterday dark and loud  the landscape veiled

awash a while

black things fade and all is grey



win or lose hedge your edge

write of parlay

we chatted over manners and harboured edges. these things … moved the line into a place of rural contemplation.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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     bones and victoria
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