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even the smiling face of a stranger

even the smiling face of a stranger opens my sadness opens the breath of my pain from my lips smiling in return opens my voice the vulnerable passage to the secret place of my heart the hidden wound around which … Continue reading

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how my heart

. how my heart crept in bed with me this morning in the black in the cool in the quiet first, as always, the smell rising from the heat blood, down and flesh then, touch, quivering and vital tenacious to … Continue reading

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