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Mar 2019
she came bearing

genuine impossibility--

and i am crazy enough

to lay my head on that.

smiling like a little boy

whose curiosity's been

piqued.

amid the competitive

world of childhood

imagination.

a million fingers crossed,

a million one-eyes left

open in sleep.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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