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Dec 2018
if darkness were wet,

and things brushed

against you in a sea's

night.

would you focus on the

surface, where feathery

snowflakes sit unmelting?

beaming down pulsating

holograms to sandy

depressions that will not murk.

would you bathe in that

drowning glow?
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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