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This is a collection in no particular ordered creating during the month of April in 2020. They involve one way or another obfuscating my view and forcing me to look past. Hidden in there, somewhere. Something in the protect, to defend, to keep in, perhaps out. Back to front, it’s all a jumble to me anyways. Maybe it’s a matter of perspective. The raw scratching of a global pandemic at the back of my I am coughing everything out.

Too soon? We’re in the middle of it. The virus continues to make its way throughout the world, and I am at home. With my thoughts.

These pieces may be restructured at a later date. Being close to a fire is hot.

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