May 2016

In the background

On the main drag, by the hide, a skeleton tree empty of hangings now stands calmly Reeds brush the sky: blue is removed from blue, and strange calls are raised in protest Then they subside as if knowing it is…

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Local newspapers

Day after day, words flow in like an eternal avalanche scraping the sides, burying passers-by The police close the road as if that would calm things down but traffic piles up in a different place Everyone is asked to slow…

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