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My limbs wrap around his
shoulders as broad as my wing span –
our hands clasped tight to each other.

We watch our history
in the river, he walks steady.
Certain there is nothing

other than water in the darkness
we wade through: endless
birds singing patience over our trespass.

Protect

My limbs wrap around his
shoulders as broad as my wing span –
our hands clasped tight to each other.

We watch our history
in the river, he walks steady.
Certain there is nothing

other than water in the darkness
we wade through: endless
birds singing patience over our trespass.

Ander Lyon  26, Seattle

 
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READING NOW I’m making my way through Tara Hardy’s new book My, My, My, My, My
WRITING LIKE WATER There is a depth and a darkness that one can choose to overlook or to get lost in.
TO PROTECT WATER My house doesn’t buy detergents or chemical cleaners; we try to use natural products as much as possible.

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