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"I have a waterskin at hand, and strip down naked, feeling the uncomfortable pulse of my bladder. I bear my skin to the moonlight, hoping it will be tempting enough, dreading it will be too tempting." - Lynne Sargent in "The Once Green Forest of My Lungs", our latest in The Rotting Leaf https://www.briefecology.com/the-rotting-leaf/the-once-green-forest-of-my-lungs