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Aug 2013
I ask you not
to step on and snap this silence
that the city bus creates
humming gently into a permanent
tread mark.
A footprint of
the squinting spark.






Silence!
Speaks to everyone.
Do you speak back?
September
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September  Victoria, BC
(Victoria, BC)   
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   ---, raΓ°ljΓ³st and tread
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