Some endings are final; not every ending is. 

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Let the children split infinitives,

and let limit’s release increase; Continue reading →

The world does not hold together;

judge it as a ship that were but papered-over debris,

break-up the broken, weathered

parts, take a stand in the fractures: Continue reading →

This is now the third time I’ve tried to post this poem by way of the mobile editor… 

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