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Reilly Keyes | Last of the Marigolds
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Reilly Keyes | Marigolds
Tori Kafkas | 12:00
On days where the clouds are pale-white and fluffy they seem to move slower The overwhelming, dark, mysterious clouds are the ones that move fast.
Watching them makes me dizzy, Trying to understand the force that keeps me grounded, Rather than joining them.
They are moving slowly today, Tomorrow they will be moving fast.
My neighbor walks his dog at 12:00 Every day. Every day, I watch him, the clouds don’t seem to concern the inner workings of his being.