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Francine Walls
NOVELIST & POET
Every living thing
Every living thing. #desert #love #water


In the dream
There is no end to the darkness above my face – the darkness, moonless and without stars. Below me, a small mound of palest light fits...


Apricot Moon
Ignition on, the key worn down almost straight now, on the dashboard, a pack of Camels lying on maps among rock samples and tufts of...
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