showed up yesterday. Wondrous and wondrous. 'Do you want to be King of the First Brutal Memory?' Wonderful, terrifying poems in a lovely hand-bound book.
Rebecca binds the thrashing reader. And you keep reading, going back and forth. I read a page. Then I read it again. And it's all new. What I read yesterday is not what I read today. Trism is even better read aloud. Try it.
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Thank you dear poet. I do so wish you'd read it to me.
xoxox
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