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And the Afternoon Exits West
will you sit in the sand with me, sift
through sweaty palms full of shrunken rocks,
allow the waves’ lips to lap us up ankle first
as we watch the sun collapse? lie with me
and let the stars fall upon us.



--Excerpt from upcoming Polaroids & Poetry book, title TBD.
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