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Sarah Stockton

The Color of My Uncle’s Car

reflected the blue wash above Arizona, as we snaked up the sides / of Thumb’s Butte, halfway between pine hills and the sagebrush floor

12 Steps to the Basement

This is the only creed I’m willing to / say I believe: all church / basement rooms smell of stale / graham crackers, sadness and glue

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