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Jun 8
low tide looks down--as seaweed

washes its hair out.

broken bottles blowing glass, to

the unclamped chipping of seashells.

sludgy sand mixing the reactions

of its porridge out of a deep freeze.

as June reconstructs the: Whitestone

Bridge, out of tongue depressors.

glue to ebb & flow--irrespectively.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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