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Whiteout

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Whiteout

Land’s stationary surface
squeaking like meringue
to grip my marks,
becomes a sudden sky.

I sense the edge.
I can’t see it,
my stomach gives
a predictive lurch.

Ahead an uncreased page
sweeps away, her seamless
laid quite unperturbed
by marginal horizons.

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