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Read Poem: Trees From Childhood, by Belinda Subraman

I hold on to innocence the light before the darkness of damage lingers. I played house with rusty tin can lids as plates picked from garbage dumped in the woods. (It was more the norm than exception in pre-Earth Day … Continue reading

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