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When summer releases its hold, this isn’t my place / to hunker with a knife and cards / / and watch day delay starting.
Three swans spin slowly on the water. I am seated / on the nearby patchy dirt and see / jagged mountains scratch up together.
Opening with hunger and appetite, Took House, an alluringly haunting poetry collection, invites the reader to the table to dip in and out of love, obsession, and what remains hidden.
I watch the moon lean against the branches empty / trees wrap its curves to the scent of spring its green / rhetoric
