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Jun 2023
the stripes of a

tiger slip down

soundlessly.

peeking thru bars

of free passage.

wandering around

in a breeze that only

wants to contain what

moves: that-that-that

singular

touch.
*The Black Crowes--She Talks To Angels
Onoma
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       CJ Sutherland, Kim and Weeping willow
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