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September 5, 2021

gregg hinsey

The stars do not blow away as we do.
The heavenly things ignite and freeze.
(Linda Gregg)

Just ... the terrible white silence in which judgment either endures or burns.
(Ellen Hinsey)

Posted at 10:52 AM in duopoetics |

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