Month: March 2017

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Margo Page


Our thin wandering trails of experiences
Stretch back beyond the horizon


Criss-crossing each other
Forming the landscape
On which I stand


Looking into transparent water
At feet on top of sand


The world pushes on my arches
To the tip of my head


Where I wonder
Whether the space separating me
From the furthest star


Is more significant
Than the space separating me
From the earth


















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