WRITING Char could recreate home anywhere with a pen, a notebook, a coke and a smoke. |
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| THE DIG I have come home to dig down deep through the hidden heap of the most recent past to the older strata long and undisturbed but never undisturbing sediments deposited andlayed over deposited and layed over 'till pressure and heat and the relentless torque of time twist twist the strata into a seeming design Look there in that layer is the womb of my mother turned to stone But that cannot be soft tissue does not survive Not even bone is fossilized this deep Yet I must dig further down |
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