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searching the elements
“the soil in the hand is the flesh
becoming”
--Sam Hamill
granite ribs beneath the surface,
a skin of moss and loose lichen
so many roots dig into bone,
oak limbs reach to sky
blue as depths of still water
waiting to spill over into rapids
this heartbeat, lungs filled with winds
blowing from the coast
a handful of soil tossed
into the river, an oracle of flesh
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