A conjuring
poetry
A Mere Map
An ancient clock of blood and bone / a conversation between stones
Lark
A poem to challenge—and companion—gravity.
A Small Needful Fact
A deep breath of a poem.
When I am Among the Trees
Gifts, and the spending of them.
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Tara K. Shepersky 