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Jun 2020
A foot slips on moss
from rock into water.
Like the phantom final
step at the top of the stairs,
the ground that’s not there
is my final monster.
Em Glass
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Em Glass  26/NY
(26/NY)   
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   Millie and Savio Fonseca
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