the apprentice
i snuck into the world through a backdoor you carved into a rolling hill where you worked the earth with your creative hands with perfection in mind you made my eyes the lightest shade of blue and my...
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The six-month winter miraculously segues into a psychedelic fever of blossoming apple trees and awakening white birches as white-fronted geese flock along an endless sky painted robin’s-egg blue....
View Articlethis day our daily bread
we worked the fields wielding sickles and scattered thoughts of one day crossing the border into worlds before unseen we step and sway and cut and sing in praise as women and children transform the...
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