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Waiting for Spring

In the absence, I feel longing. The longing cannot be explained away, dissected, bisected, and catalogued. It is blood deep, bone deep, urgent; and the waiting hurts. The absence wants filling—the rising of this sunken sap, the swelling of these … Continue reading

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