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We are sitting out back on the deck in the dark looking up at the sky where the clouds faintly glow fullout racing. We have ringside seats. North Carolina pinetrees… 4 stories tall… dancing, reaching towards us and again away … Continue reading

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storm senses

Rattle thump outside inside attic creaking In tempest rhythm against glass, Pellets skitter ebb and flow Creek rivulets gurgle above And across steely dandelion-softness, Dark network lines wave, run, whoosh and back Bead and then split-second drenching Out there shimmy … Continue reading

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