Wildfire

from by Hand Grenade Job

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Like a western wildfire, accidents waiting to transpire. Your sick world grieves without meaning. When you died I started healing. Watch birds build nests from trash. Mothers try to make filth into milk. Tired and unfulfilled.

Who will forgive your beautiful children? And what are they worth? The body remembers, and so does the dirt. (This will not do.)

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from Devotionals, released February 24, 2017
Beck Levy: voice, guitar, accordion, cello.
Erin McCarley: voice, timpani, drums, marimba, glockenspiel.

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