You Envelop Me [Excerpt]
By Laynie Browne
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for I have taken refuge in you
A book —whose wings— swallow me
Bird, created from water mixed with sand
Uses of wings, and claws hold oil for lamps
Conceiving a wing-ed book is beginning to sort one's thoughts
An egg placed under the foot of a bedframe— to steady
Quills for writing were unknown in Talmudic times
Birds of three hundred and sixty-five hues read
Headlines or psalms as an indistinguishable combination of
Affliction, concentration and praise
"Flee as a bird to your mountain."
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Wednesday was our chore day of spring break. While Paul
I am not particularly distressed about this, since it isn't particularly news (I had grandparents with heart issues and was frankly more worried about my blood sugar and cholesterol, both of which looked great. So I immediately went to meet my family at that bastion of health food, California Tortilla, for lunch. Then we came home and Adam's girlfriend came over. I did laundry and other exciting chores,
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