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Kilburn Park Station

Poetry
  rising on the escalator under violet lights, all is eclipsed by the brightness pouring down from the oval glass…

Speak My Name

Poetry
  After Rumi O nameless One, O stranger, O you who stand at the open door as if wanting to…

Gull

Fiction
  There are moments when logic mimics extrasensory perception; when the ending is apparent but it is also as if…
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