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There are layers of touch: there is one where skin doesn’t meet skin but sparks make contact anyway; there is the heavy one where one body falls through the other; there is the mirrored touch, palm to palm; there is daylight and night touch.
J.D. Harms
Ann Marie Steele
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I write about love and loss, what I observe and experience — I write about hope. My writing has been described as resiliently defiant.
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