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Jun 2016
some time ago,

the chilly blue air
watched the taming
of a red day

purging
persistent memories

of

patina on walls
and conversant tokens

of

sepia on pages
and incessant prints

such, was this long time ago—
story of losing control
Skipping Stones
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Skipping Stones
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