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ISSN: 1941-4137 |
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Volume Six Issue Two |
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Vermilion Border I don't know what makes us human — only there are two kinds of skin and one is the line I beg you to cross to the other. Self over self, a love of waking, piece indistinguishable from piece. We come from what we come from, move endlessly through what moves us, find our contour, its echo texture. Each moment each: we mark this moment's hold, this one's, gathering each we are — finding not the edges of selves, red- lipped, warm-handed, but the question and its anticipation, contents moving toward a form. |
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