Berceuses by Petero Kalulé — BURNING HOUSE PRESS

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Dementia come to mind cloud come to cloud mind – Marie Ponsot & every now & then, i sit by her feet, on her porch never ever talking. & together, we watch the soughing heavens mutter, str- etching their cotton-silvers in lulls & retorts of nearly went & nearly wait – […]

via Berceuses by Petero Kalulé — BURNING HOUSE PRESS

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