How that shaft of light bends, pools in the wilting corolla of a sunflower, petals tendrilled, a rot soft like the nuzzling of fat-bodied bees. How it climbs the trellis, saturates the chicory blooms, sky itself almost violently blue, almost purple, almost enough to help you forget the armfuls of uprooted mint tossed onto your […]
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