"A land of chasm and rent, a land
Of rugged blackness on either hand:
If water trickled, its track was tanned
With an edge of rust to the chink;
If one stamped on stone or on sand
It returned a clink."
--Christina Rossetti
"geese in December"
clusters of bare gray
not all trees pretty colors
end of empire days
i will launch frass franchise
kids weren't even born then
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