Where I’d Watch Plastic Trees Not Grow David McLoghlin

Where I’d Watch Plastic Trees Not Grow David McLoghlinIm a widower grieving herself. My stem still living while all the petals have died; my body has begun to droop. Hannah has taken her regular hospitalization due to serious illness and made it into astonishing poetry. Her world of the hospital is sometimes like a zoo, sometimes like a gallery and sometimes a crowded town square. The wards contain tigers and crows, butterflies doctors become poets, the dead turn into an art installation, while outside,

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where the Museum of Physics and Natural History is creating its most famous waxwork