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June 26, 2017 / barton smock

seas

the missing apple. the hole in my cheek. the evidence that freed hunger. the calmest child whose silence left the church. the many barns of the stripper’s bloodied horse. the scarecrow praying for a bad back. the one-eyed grief counselor. the past. our faith in rehearsal.

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