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Unmarked Graves of Osawatomie

Clipped hedge             of stone, its diminished bunker front, a haunt             of shadow and swallow. Each marker a tongueless bell plaguing hill             for ledge, un-rung they wait. This their final             abandon, with nothing more to hoard, nothing more to engrave. The … Continue reading

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