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…find it. So. I am somewhere between here and there. Maybe in the middle. Maybe not far from where I began. Anxiety decorates the page. Over the paper there is this ephemeral wrist. I’ll slice into it sometime soon. See what happens. Maybe that’s the sacrifice I’ve come for.
J.D. Harms
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Bravos - so powerful and haunting
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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