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Woodworms, Christ’s Tears


Flying out for pollen in the early spring, leaving the younger workers to dump the dead bodies, they cast small shadows over the crusted, melting snow. They look for willows, just-blossoming trees, swamp flowers. The queen, left behind, lays elliptic [...]

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