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Poem

Now we're up on the edge

and over, on the mountain

with mountains beyond. Behind us,

            in the dark

of the valley, villages are embers

Poem

I am the word juggler.
I juggle the words
like swords.
I slice sense
with poetic license.

Poem

This is the kingdom of the Water Bear.

To enter here, you have to shrink

and slow down, down. A day

is one tick of the clock, one blink