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On the first A tree crashed into a post, the pavement expanded in mourning
It was grey, with things shining through
Breathe.
This was the first.
- 2018
Lisbon, 2018, Nikon Fm2
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intersections
interiors
interventions
reflections
curling at the edges
Lisbon, 2018, Nikon Fm2
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Mutations
convicted or blatant
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Lisbon, 2018, Nikon Fm2
Just trying to get some air
Four legged and hiding in nature.
Underground, above.
Breathe.
On that 1rst or 2nd or 3rd, of the year
we were looking for the open
past the edges of everything
Blood stain in the ocean
On the line.
Green, red, breathe.
- Trandition
Lisbon, 2018, Nikon Fm2
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