Nicola Gordon: Welcome.

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we might just hold our gaze to the sun

watch it rise

pull our camels three times as much as we need

handstands, cartwheels, tow trucks

and then tea calls us inward

we sit and find the god between us

just wait and see

somewhere in these piles on the staircase

amidst the lies and ties, tries and bows and bellowing

but o

the light is so very bright

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