a treason of progress (drawings)

I found you were gone, by accident, as I find systems are,
or seasons of the year and obtain no cause, but suppose
it a treason of progress that dissolves as it goes. *

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In her dreams the signs pointed only to her. When she awoke, even her most mundane dreams provoked longing.

In her dreams the signs pointed only to her. When she awoke, even her most mundane dreams provoked longing.

she interrupts

she interrupts

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an exchange of territory, excerpts from a limited edition handmade book

I was thinking to-day, that the “Supernatural” was only the Natural disclosed. Not “Revelation” ‘t is that waits, But our unfurnished eyes. *

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*Emily Dickinson