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The Circling: a cyrch a chwta

The past is now dead and gone, its Doppler echo a song that fades and yet lingers on, palimpsest written upon then erased with each new dawn born as a wobbly legged faun yet grown each night to a stag … Continue reading

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The Width of a Circle

Each thing that starts must have an end; for every wax there is a wend that once begun, moves to its finish. Every birth has bury in it. Like the moon face cycles through, and new leaves sprout, then leave … Continue reading

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