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that’s what I want to do forget this minuet around over through situations/words/ phantom blink of tears just 2 foot lengths spreading wide for a 12 pound maul/ random tangle trap of hair for beads of honest sweat excluding our palms, our skins are too tough. The answer— The balm? Split wood: ash, maple, pine, cedar, elm, hickory, apple heave grunt slam crack silence Work with me/ with me/ aim for the perimeter and the heart will break open smooth clean still full of life and ready to burn
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Jul 28, 2012
Jul 28, 2012 at 6:01 PM UTC
Split Wood
that’s what I want to do forget this minuet around over through situations/words/ phantom blink of tears just 2 foot lengths spreading wide for a 12 pound maul/ random tangle trap of hair for beads of honest sweat excluding our palms, our skins are too tough. The answer— The balm? Split wood: ash, maple, pine, cedar, elm, hickory, apple heave grunt slam crack silence Work with me/ with me/ aim for the perimeter and the heart will break open smooth clean still full of life and ready to burn
Published in Tidal Echoes, 2012 Edition (Literary Journal of University of Alaska, Southeast) as well as 1 photo.
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Jul 28, 2012
Jul 28, 2012 at 6:01 PM UTC
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