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  • here is a new ear. I think she hears everything in ferocity. zoom out from here to see the girl in skeleton pants in the grass, the tiger cat, white porch, magnolia tree, our giant pine. today we lay here again and watched everything. I agreed with her, where her eyes liked to go. like the cat she knows dappled shade, falls asleep covered with yarn and buttons and blooms (I am trying to fingerweave myself a button necklace to dress up my lap as a good place to sit; a view of buttons is the very least I can do, if not branches, sky, sunlight, etc).

    audio: new laughter, perhaps number five in the infinite series, recorded amongst all of this, and buttons
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