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RE: 'Apocalypse' & 'Sunday' - Two Micro-Poems
These are incredible pieces! Revelatory, as all good poetry should be I think, but quietly, casually so, as if this is just business as usual (even when the lines themselves are playfully surreal, as in the last stanza of the first). I love
"his fingers
resting in the
spaces
in between
her knuckles"
Beautiful.