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Fromia<\/h1>\n\n\n\n

My newest poem which is dedicated to what it means to exist without desire for another, to remain whole and complete in yourself. Fromia, the starfish genus, becomes a mirror, its’ limbs repeating themselves, multiplying, surviving alone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It is about being self-contained<\/strong>, about the quiet state of enduring without witness, without need. Limbs press into water and stone not to grasp, but to memorize themselves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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