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Point of assuagement. Of a spider-mind.Lost in its own maze, conscious like thedew-topped morning grassbrushed, thumped by unknown feetknitting its own cobweb of stories, saliva turning inkscribbling eternal with Chardonnay’s speed
Monoreena Acharjee Majumdar
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Exquisite poetry, Monoreena
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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