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a wildfire
Poems
Dec 2014
fines.
the low-lying fog lit up by the streetlights
echoes
tree branches look like hands
reaching out as
winter comes to claim me again.
i broke the bread and drank the wine
but my hands will never be clean.
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a wildfire
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