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All my skin reaches out to you, every exhalation a memory of your touch. It is like trying to hold the surface of water: each time I close my fingers, new waves come inside …
J.D. Harms
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Love the juxtaposition here!
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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