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wwC7 Amelia Earhart 0514 (10/28/23)
warmth
like a dipped oak
an aegis of honey-words
folded in layers
carefully made gifts
(tho hastily wrapped)
best taken while still soft
still hot
like candied ginger pressed
between lips parted in awe
in rapture
the steam of kitchens and
the drawing of breath
tumbling bedshapes
unmistakable
and knowable
warmth
like a waxen wood countertop
dangling incandescence
in...
Saturday 28th October 2023 3:47 pm
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