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Gratefulness
We humus-honed flesh-toned matte-finished mortals dwell on the dome of a miracle: a sparkling and spherical primeval cathedral composed of crystalline iridescence kaleidoscopic opalescence magmatic brilliance adamantine luster and dirt.
From The Sky Laughs at Borders, (Piquant Press, 2020). Posted by kind permission of the poet.
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