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like me

I can hear the fir trees cracking and breaking in the night, their tired limbs laden with ice and the weight of a new year. I know that if I look out the window I will see needles scattered over … Continue reading

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morning, January 1

morning, January 1 The streets are quiet, finally. Hopes and dreams litter the sidewalk alongside beer bottles and party favors, neglected clichés clinging to one another as I sweep them all away.   Copyright © 2012 by Christopher Chaffin – … Continue reading

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