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Dead branches slice the viewscape Like the first rivulets Of paint poured onto A¬†Jackson Pollock canvas. The flat, two-dimensional scars Seek further definition From the solitary bird That sits on its battered perch. But it spreads its wings And flies … Continue reading

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