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LIGHT POLLUTION and LETTERS I DON'T SEND #4 by Kenzie Allen • Cleaver Magazine
LIGHT POLLUTION Somewhere, cloud missives, buckshot echoes devouring a hillside in knock-kneed devotion. Elder rain a voice, which tells each of us: ache, fill vast jars with the pulp of it, and seal them with whatever tools you find. We tried