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the root cellar

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the root cellar skip to main | skip to sidebar the root cellar Friday, October 19, 2018 ode to a pulse beneath when she laughed I knew home calling in falling leaves heavy skies wide hipped denim clad women she laughed rough stars and all the snark that reclaims our joy she laughed good dirt and the secrets to loving through relentless pain she laughed loud cackling fuck this shit still alive flames and flowers its been some 15 years but I woke this morning with a night gift     and I could hear her laughing I could feel what it gave me what it dislodged, turned out and lit and I wept for missing rough unabashed joy in my life everything is so serious now counting bones and years like coins so often alone, all that snarky joy tucked into potting soil and boxes of ash I’m casting this poem like spell I’m calling in a night storm I’m asking for flames and flowers. --> Posted by aaron ambrose at 9:21 PM No comments: Email Thi...

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