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Mar 2023
there's an abandoned castle--

that sits like a wet, black stamp

on a hilltop.

overridden by a kingdom that

will not come again.

a frozen--then released overspray

of birds left to horizonal adrenaline.

matchstick humanoids hurling

out of its windows & trapdoor.

raving descriptions of fire.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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