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Mar 2015
I shall be
small --
a particle of dust

carried

colliding

collecting

in a tiny sandstorm
with other particles of dust
individually laced
through the eye of Eve's Needle
Cactus, sharp, squinting
against the light

a dash

on a waxed dune

a nuance

-- infinitely small
13/03/2015
Christine Ueri
Written by
Christine Ueri
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