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InScritturabyRowen VeratomeThe Shape of GriefA poem on the space left after a lossApr 15, 202210Apr 15, 202210
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InThe POMbyRowen VeratomeMay I DissolveA poem on the intention to be present in the bodyMar 8, 20213Mar 8, 20213
InScritturabyRowen VeratomeEarth’s CreviceA poem about memories that take on a life of their ownMar 25, 20213Mar 25, 20213
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