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Scape
By Dean Krouch
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An arrowsound narrow and pointed, strong and flexible as an alder shaft, unleashed from the vocal cords flying straight and true, piercing the air, dividing earth and sky, lungs and throat united in bloodvoice
SwEt clEan frEdom
Loam firm and tender twixt my toes, the winedark starry summer air flooding my flesh with roses, bending stalk and branch and twig with careless step, traveling fierce and headlong away, always running from, crossing the
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