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Aug 2018
they say it is too cold there. cold as icebergs

none came the year the storm broke, breached
the shingle bank

decisions were made
i hear
to not repair
now there is salt marsh where samphire grows

some eat it
i don’t

i like turkey island
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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