Posted on June 14, 2018
by Bob McCranie
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”I keep having this dream that there is a garden growing inside my chest, under the bones.” ~ Melissa Studdard Tonight is an eye feast: the honeysuckle climbing over pickets in a long chain-link fence, the soft swirl of wind teasing the topmost…
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