In My Other Life, I am a Hemlock

not minding the night's indifference to day

Mar 23, 2024

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01.06.24 - Anonymous Tree & The Cobb Building, Seattle

In My Other Life I am a Hemlock

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In my other life I am a hemlock, 
my limbs sculpting prayers 

disguised as cones, transcribing
storms into love letters

written in every language;
wanting nothing but

to harbor generations
of wren, swift and swallow

to camouflage flickers
just for the sake of it

to…

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