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Poem: empty air : He talks to the empty air, sometimes she listens…
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Poem: Patience : i waited a moment
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Poem: Palimpsest : … just long enough / to steal us away …
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Poem: napkin poem : I know she folds left over right
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Poem: Man’s Mark : Cobwebs of soft sodium orange
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Poem: Relax… : …I am reminded to relax by a soft, sleepy voice…
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Poem: unfinished : “I wrote the first faint line, faint, without substance, pure nonsense,/pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing” pablo neruda
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Poem: i fear : I called out! to the painful, the shadowy in you…
Mila (Jacob Stetser)
Mila
is a writer, photographer,
& anything else that interests him.