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abigail-ella

abigail-ella

"...dissatisfied with the narrow goals and horizons of that tired old Darwinian struggle." -David Quammen

will fingers feet remember man feel empty sky sand sun water place knees air head forget moon father current full loose dry apple metaphor lines cold pens evening hands feast beneath scarf open plastic white grey doors slow kitchen color things dark stars felt time suburban yellow sleep children unfeeling marveled finally fists bleach entropy glued adds clock waning smoke golden live sort door warm taut high slip wafting pockets light green midas wind paper window hidden walls rocks ashes catching year dawn god imagine american bushel blind wash tomorrow squinting paint eyes brushes july stairs wide mine unadulterated snow build reach windows earth find ground colorful wistful morning lemonade seat wonder unable closed wear key reside bell hillsides gaze finished solid leavened middle grows rain dust vacant ocean thought foyer drawing left summer rest touch speed cut hung plucked icy christmas shaken creaking stand son mornings hear wise tarnished