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…semblages of bone comfort mehung in rows along the far wallgarden tucked into the southern cornerwest autumn’s breath exhalesplease remember my songsweet peartongue of honeykeep my taste in your silver locketthe fulcrum of summer’s gaspfleeting red nectarinevenerable apricot old and burgeoning.
Andrea Juillerat-Olvera
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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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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