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Evelina’s fence of lichened cedar slouches at the wetland border her willows wildly weep on silken cattail shoulders the neighbors say she’s crazy snidely call her Javelina she's sane as any one of them this brilliant winter morning Evelina speaks of weather and dogs hers, a Chihuahua named Fawn mine, a Frenchie named Sparky the weather, typically Northwest in parting, sculpted driftwood spiraling tornadic rings gifted between palms roughly worn by time and sea Evelina’s yard is thick with trees the neighbors want cut down for now, she’s doing all she can just holding swampy ground each morning wakes triumphant to beachcomb on the shore pockets weighed with treasure this moment, nothing more
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Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 9:58 AM UTC
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Evelina’s fence of lichened cedar slouches at the wetland border her willows wildly weep on silken cattail shoulders the neighbors say she’s crazy snidely call her Javelina she's sane as any one of them this brilliant winter morning Evelina speaks of weather and dogs hers, a Chihuahua named Fawn mine, a Frenchie named Sparky the weather, typically Northwest in parting, sculpted driftwood spiraling tornadic rings gifted between palms roughly worn by time and sea Evelina’s yard is thick with trees the neighbors want cut down for now, she’s doing all she can just holding swampy ground each morning wakes triumphant to beachcomb on the shore pockets weighed with treasure this moment, nothing more
denel-kessler
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Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 9:58 AM UTC
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