call and response: Logan’s Meadow

I love to think of you, Julie, looking deeper into your willow, and of the human reparations you witness there. This one, the hulk I wrote of, has a cracked surface like elephant skin which makes me think of long memories, and of how the many layers of its experience become its structure. This feels familiar to my own process, and surface, as a late-middle-aged woman.

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