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a ship of light sits at the edge of the world on a horizon that doesn’t risewhere withering ghosts fill the haunted space between water and memory for the lost ones marked …
Tree Langdon
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Eerie but luminous and lovely- entrancing
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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