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From calm to calamity and back again
Let me fuel a new howl to midnight Coyotes clean my bones, snap my sinew Devour my acids so I become you A silent shadow slipping through moonlight
A Call to American Action
An existence of perpetual surprise.
A field of flickering facets
When the duff is showing, the duff gets going.
How do we spend our most precious resource?
Who needs Florida?
It's always a wish.
Landscape always alive
