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Candice Lynne FoxinScribeSleight of HandChange coils around me Like a spring Corkscrewing around my spine And I feel so uncertain Of how it might Restrict or release me From the…Feb 1, 2021Feb 1, 2021
Candice Lynne FoxinScribeA View From the MoonIt’s strange To look up at a sky Smothered in shades Of strawberry Smeared against a tapestry hung Across a latent space That is…Jan 25, 20211Jan 25, 20211
