Mountain Lined Histories: Three Poems
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Mountain Lined Histories: Three Poems
I Caught the Moon Celeste Jones Let me remind you… you were raised tumbling through dirt / fighting / chasing siblings with pine / sticks swung around like swords / you were named under the moon / found familiarity in the nights spent / drunk or sober / searching for signs of life in the stars / but you were also raised thinking the end is hell / and left craving it / so every Christmas you come back / willingly / but you do not stop running…
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