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Katherine Larson

There are days that walk through me and I cannot hold them. So I fall in love with the man in the moon. He makes the tide uncover me. Then takes off his glasses and explains, ‘I’ve brought you this gift: the starkness of my hands and the crater of my mouth.’ — Katherine Larson,… Continue reading Katherine Larson

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