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Mar 2019
winter has begun groaning--

sounding the colors flowers

are settling upon.

full-throated as what he lets

out to see coming at a frozen

distance.

whereas the vapor of his breath

is changing color--heeded as a

sign that loosens his grip.

slowly internalizing his death.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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