YELLOW SILK ISSUE FORTY ONE
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NEVER IN MY LIFE HAD I FELT SO PLUSH, OR SO SLIPPERY, OR SO RESPLENDENTLY EMPTY. NEVER IN MY LIFE HAD I FELT MYSELF SO NEAR THAT POROUS LINE WHERE MY OWN BODY WAS DONE WITH AND THE ROOTS AND THE STEMS AND THE FLOWERS BEGAN. MARY OLIVER, from WHITE FLOWERS |