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An excerpt from "Building Roots: A History of My Heart"

In moonlight,

I lost track of space…

It makes sense every time.

There were deaths that came before

buried deep in grounds below

moisture and mycelium

annelids and invertebrates

deep below

beneath the roots

I feel you here

roots deep in death…

as deep as my own.

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