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February 25, 2021 / barton smock

bones from an extra moon

father making book covers in the nude

his longhand moving in the veins of a giant

his name an ant sleeping in the center of a band-aid

what if the end stops coming

a crow is not a star

the eyes know nothing
but know it first

loss is the salt of now

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