death sharpens the nub
of life for writing full-stops.
our words more clearly
full-stop is all. then
another then another
are drawn…ellipsis
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death sharpens the nub
of life for writing full-stops.
our words more clearly
full-stop is all. then
another then another
are drawn…ellipsis
ben’s patchwork farms, the
threaded roads piece a quilt my
grandma never saw
flying to detroit
i spy my father’s house and
feel the growing grass