Otata 45
Otata 45
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late cold snap
late cold snap
more than an echo
each breath becoming
the morepork
foreshadowingwhat it's not
my near absence
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sharper than silk
sharper than silkwith John McManusresting in the shadeof a rock poolcrab skeletonsdaylight reflections caughtby a pincer movementjust beyondthe scorpion’s clawsa new moonscissoredbetween starry streamsa dark somewhereshears covered with cobwebsin the gloom of dad’s shedsharper than silkthe strands of belongingto our origins