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Searching For Our Extinction Event

Wednesday Prose Poem: what we leave untouched

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The soft tissues slicked sideways in the wind always blowing our apologies away —

— a love long buried under strata —
& misery
— our callous & calcified tongues once catapults tossing cruelty — at least we’re no longer entombed side by side




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Danielle Loewen

Danielle Loewen

she/her | reader | queer feminist | recovering academic | body lover | gamer | poet & fabulist

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