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winter solstice
Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
A poem for cold days and early nights, and the joy of a few miles to go. Part of the Memory Book Project.
On Bodies—and Holidays
Bodies are weird, trees don't want to talk about it, and ricotta pie is amazing. An original poem—also part of the Memory Book Project.
drift
Some days, you know? An original poem, with audio.
Tara K. Shepersky 