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By September, poem by Wendy Carlisle

I’m ready for the casu­al kind­ness of fall, ready to work the angles of chill, to close the deal on the first hard frost and wave farewell to the san­guinivors that bur­row in- to the skin under my elas­tic straps … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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