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I dig up half my life in the garden.
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The wind walks in the silence of rusty iron bands. Beneath the fortress lies red, disfigured hands of the cupola. Monks lived here long ago. They woke up early with the music of silent bells. Now their souls live here in…
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Angels keep watch in the forest, the forest without trees, the forest of the dead.They sit on the roadside, give blood and water to the flaccid mountains. They hang love on a forgotten branch. The duduk's music quivers …
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I pull my hand, full of beans, out of the blue bucket. Water drips from my fingers. We snap and talk about world events, why don't the fucking Russians leave already? Past hurts push Rahim's mind…
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Fear in a Handful of Dust
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Captain Nemo never died./
He cruises all the seven seas/
below the waves in Nautilus 2,
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