Category: life

in the village on

in the village on
macdougal, we found love for
falafel for the

first time, music students on
a budget, pacing ourselves
.
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seconds beget days,

mid-november, sweet

when the sun sets at

when the sun sets at
four thirty-seven in the
afternoon, there is

no escaping the temperature
of loss, longing for the south
.
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on day eighty-five,

on day eighty-five,
doubt looks too familiar,
perhaps closer to

day sixty, smiling like thirty,
naïve like eight, aching like one
.
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more than a handful

eight acres and a

eight acres and a
babbling brook
– some catalogues
are this specific,

we only wish we could afford
to miss any of the details
.
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