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Where These Lines Cross
drifting across, walking through words
and then she turns her head
(fetal horses, for example, may gallop in the womb)
Walk With Me
wait, breathe; nothing has happened
we are not here
Por las calles va Rebeca
These are my things
This is Another Country
Seven lone, Polish dogs
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