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on the tightrope

7 April 2011 ~ Narinda

strung between
two peaks
just me
and an umbrella

ready to lose
my balance
certain i’ll fly
or
at least
float.

Posted in Poetry, Session XXII

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I live and make pottery on Chochenyo and Karkin Ohlone land. If you live there, too, please consider joining me in paying the Shuumi Land Tax.

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