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To be Seen
“A woman died after taking her dog for a walk Friday morning.” - Newspaper
Spiraled like
a
conch
in the snow,
like a calcified trilobite
at an
archeological site,
the thought
of
the sight, inciting: Tears of freeze.
In the eye that sees.
Spiraled like
a
conch
in the snow,
like a calcified trilobite
at an
archeological site,
the thought
of
the sight, inciting: Tears of freeze.
In the eye that sees.
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