Poems
1 Dyed with red clay I collected from right in the middle of Atlanta near an old train line, remnants of the tracks shedding into the ground. 2 Dyed with Black Walnut shells from trees near the Alcovy River. They are subterranean stories- like dreams where we see and remember a person turning to look back at us from a doorway.

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