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Three Poems by Lauren Eggert-Crowe • Terrain.org: A Journal of the Built + Natural Environments
Weeding We know the ocean will stay awake long after. I have begun to speak of light as a character. Always my hips break their bowl. Tilt: I pour you into me as light invades us. In the garden, chilies suck red into their waxy hearts. Your heart, tenacious fennel: Six years …