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Clumsy Though I Am
I steady myself on fossils, Your bottom lip, my handrest as I precariously handle the stairs. Clumsy though I am / This place, I venture.
by Mia Boonen
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Size Nine Sandals
I leave ruin behind me. Measured out in size nine sandals, Every untold history / Is marked in the red paint under my feet
by Mia Boonen
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