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…into the ether — blatant denial of the screen –fingernails to draw the lines we traced back here — those words we follow along bodies — through all these written footsteps and the gate wide-open electrically moving through your sentences again to be met with the eyes of embrace and the fluid memories of innuendosimply rocking all of the boats — becoming the swimmers who try to be embraced by the sea and
J.D. Harms
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Ahhhh....
Without words. Only feeling
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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