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  • Gary Hunter

Swallow a Pill, Write a Poem - Oct. 9, 2023

eat a candy bar and spit sweet lyrics

look at the moon and hold the universe

take a drink be quenched with verse

pick up a pencil and feel every tree

as if this gift

isn’t the farthest thing

from cause and effect

each emerging from silence

before it steps out

of the dark


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