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This Day (Origami Boxes)

The day feels slow and languid and long and loud and like it is rushing by.  The pressing weight of grief.  Precise and heavy and yet simultaneously diffuse, and everywhere. And, outside, the sun shines. And on the radio: old … Continue reading

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