sometimes presentation is a chore, a windexy, sawdusty mess, of building frames, and cutting glass. then I get to revisit little treasures left so long in archival boxes that i forget the way they feel. I touch french linen saturated in color, oranges and grays, remarkably stiff, yet velvety with texture.
Jeremiah John Shelton 
There’s no such thing as the last time.
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Touched only with the eye, rather, for a spell
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