Paraic O’Donnell
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Voyager
May all be well. This is a small heart I have carried in the dark. Hello…
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Late Period
The house, once you have gone, enters its own late period. The noted drapery those…
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Esperanza
I. The things I did to keep you from harm no scissors ever touched your hair…
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The Scale of Things
It is a small thing, after all, small enough to be thought lost when we…
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December
It isn’t beauty that brings you here, or not quite; traipsing up into the last…
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Cryptography
All this is happening for a reason, or it is not. Take this apple, as…