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Note / Envoy

Zach Savich


To say it and it won’t become information

Fruit sour before ripening, then sour and ripe


Anything starts in medias res if you say it

Leaving your house, even the cut grass smelled of basil



I didn’t get around to mailing
The book so read it myself again 

In sufficient snow
The widest street becomes a one-lane road
What will I miss last


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