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When the air changes on the first day of SeptemberWhen I look out over a crunchy frozen fieldWhen I find a box of crumbling 1960s science fiction paperbacksWhen I’m sickWhen I see a black polyester button-downWhen I travel to another cityWhen someone smokes a cigWhen I see a flowerpot of geraniumsWhen I see crude grave... Continue Reading →

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