Sunbeams: They taught me that the truth would make me free but failed to warn me of the kind of trouble I’d get into by trying to tell it—I remain duly grateful. --Margaret Atwood
Thursday, March 22, 2007
three
watching the world from the crotch of the fig tree into crescent fluorescence we are born of shadows i have faith in nights and a stranger's greeting burning embers the quadrilateral translucence of worlds unknown sends me home
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