Parading

The coming / apart, the giant laceration across the sky, we all feel it. Look

at the fire, look at it, like all the rage of all the smallest beings. —Dawn Lundy Martin
at the fire, look at it, like all the rage of all the smallest beings. —Dawn Lundy Martin
at the fire, look at it, like all the rage of all the smallest beings.
—Dawn Lundy Martin

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