Hidden Hands
Everything has a soul Narrated to have been created Everything [...]
Everything has a soul Narrated to have been created Everything [...]
Cactus skin Plastic spine Hills on ashes Balderdash You and [...]
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I follow rivers To meet their ends Plant seeds of [...]
Do not swallow your amen Or shrink the life [...]
One by one, You must feed sunrise into each hollowness [...]
The winds came to trial my foundations Minatorily breathing within [...]
This morning I heard the chirping of the birds Felt [...]
My eyes fell on a bird yesterday On a cold, [...]
We soiled ourselves with words Skinning hope to shelter [...]