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Tuesday, January 25, 2022
Friday, January 14, 2022
Haiku: winter
another snow day
the sputtering smell
of the steam iron
winter hills
clinging to craggy rocks
an ice fall
Presence
Shamrock
Friday, January 7, 2022
Tanka
the prick of thorns
leaves a trickle of blood
the same red
from any color rose
from any bruised heart
Red Lights
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