June 5, 2017 by HemmingPlay

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Breathe Briefly October 17, 2019
Sunsets on Mars October 17, 2019
Survivor’s Scars May 24, 2019
Standing March 30, 2019
Life Will Break You March 15, 2019
The Measure of Emotion March 11, 2019
Scouting Party of One February 28, 2019
It Was the Sound, I Think February 27, 2019
Shine, Republic February 26, 2019
No Language But A Cry February 23, 2019
Kintsugi February 23, 2019
The World’s Longest Epitaph February 21, 2019
That Morning* February 7, 2019
Memories Over a Glass of Wine February 6, 2019
Waiting February 1, 2019
The Buoyancy of Light January 29, 2019
Come With Me, I Said, And No One Knew (VII) December 2, 2018
Why I Do This December 1, 2018
Lighthearted Looks at the End of the World December 1, 2018
The Long Rhythms November 30, 2018
My Life Has Been the Poem November 15, 2018
Change at Close Range… October 15, 2018
At Least October 13, 2018
Questions October 10, 2018
Wisdom October 9, 2018

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