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I have tasted its roots, often, in many places, in many guises—each tree’s roots sustains, so, as magnanimous nitrogen-fixing bacteria, I complement a tropical
I. fucking in the rose garden a woman pregnant with another man’s child he takes her from behind the scent of pink tea roses
golden root after “Taking The Hands” by Robert Bly hand me what you will, and I will take the thing and make it the