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N. Michelle AuBuchon
I don’t know if my husband and I are on the way to church or a hangover.
Tough to have a face / in the late weather of Empire.
Are the woods still there? The woods were still almost there.
The heavy moon’s already almost halved itself, the month’s almost passed. I saw
a cat huddled, early this morning, by a
The Germans call it the downfall. The French call it sleep. The Polish just give you vague directions.