San Francisco
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![my bones [poem #582]](https://www.alinahappyhansenwriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/02/pexels-photo-2388647.jpeg)
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star streak (poem #581)
star streak, dressed in fire, across a mountainscape, across buried souls in bodies and bones. A silent cry, silver tail…
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glittering (poem #580)
a glittering mouth, full grill silver and gold. ice ice ice everywhere and fresh. soft clothes, loose, comfortable and loud,…
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heart-ache realms (poem #579)
heart-ache realms and star dreams chasing, tastes like caramel, sweet and thick.
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morning star (poem #578)
Where are the eyes of the night, the soul and the morning star? I am here, listening to the roll…
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Waves Swell (poem #577)
Waves swell crawling over sand, discarding shells, broken abandoned, or picked clean hold me land says, swallow me …