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I guess I should post something. But I really don't have much to say at this point except: holy shit. I'm going to Clarion.

Holy shit.

Yep. That's about it for now.

Marine Autumn

I owe you marine autumn
With dankness at its roots
and fog like a grape
and the graceful sun of the country;
and the silent space
in which sorrows lose themselves
and only the bright crown
of joy comes to the surface.

--Pablo Neruda.


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