The underside of a tile. Mud like mountains.
November, its heightened desire, aliveness, squirrels in a frenzy on branches losing their leaves. Awake, ready. November, November.
The underside of a tile. Mud like mountains.
November, its heightened desire, aliveness, squirrels in a frenzy on branches losing their leaves. Awake, ready. November, November.
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