From NO, I WILL BE IN THE WOODS by Michelle Taransky...

WAITING FOR THE PERMISSION TO CONSIDER THE VIEW You left me— in your house Looking like a tight ship. It was then A fire went unnoticed. I call to see If the woods is not the world. Tell me, "I cannot picture any worse Fall." I worried this began differently. A hundred and four years ago, the woodcutter Met a description of how much you might Agree to tolerate. Sentences not told Apart or done in order to connect Previously eliminated errors of thanks Thanking you for balancing acts Despite known pictures of that tree. Worry. The injury was hard on me, Too, it was. Far too quiet to ask Questions. You have the whole book, Or nothing, like we are counting against The grain. We are addicted to evidence. *** WE HID IN A Woods like a woods is the last robber ship. How to define an approach after an approach that changes. The current and its anticipation circling the clamor clamor to await a witness and his dictionary. Both a cross made from the particular trees sold by dividing chair and axe into ash

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