elliot r. wolfson
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on one foot dancing

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bridgewomb


she shed
his tear
torn from
eye of pig
like wave
of light
from pound
of sound
pummeling sky
in which time fly
through crack
of orifice
birthlessly
birthing
all that expires
in coming to be


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