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Poem: tonight, I am undone : …I’ve never wanted hate, but it feels easier, frightened by the size of me…
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Poem: messages in the songs : …I imagine what she means to say…
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Poem: in the morning : in this moment everything goes the way it must go…
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Poem: in the fog : Slowly and shrouded in fog, the ocean falls and rises…
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Poem: hiking with my love : I wish I had words worth singing in my pack
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Poem: forgetting : Yet what else do we do?
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Poem: an angel’s name : How else could I make you sound?
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Poem: this dingy pane : you see a sight of me that I wouldn’t recognize.
Mila (Jacob Stetser)
Mila
is a writer, photographer,
& anything else that interests him.