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abalone castle

borned glimpse in the water
big iridescence gathering

at the beach i go inside it
how it feels

see myself in a new mirror
gleaned blue and white and pink

i make a movie in the castle
looking at myself looking

body spoold gleaming
shells buried in the yard

garden alphabet

i put my hands in the dirt
dig it out

the dark white spread of morning
columbine after it’s rained

the way it touches beside me
watching closer

big garden plume
the sloped gathering

my head thick with it
the unclean spelling of vegetables

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