December 27

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  • ISBN: 978-1-922212-95-5
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Sundown’s skies are warm like a picnic –

scuffs of cloud like shiny scarabs

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Yasmin Smith

Yasmin Smith is a poet, writer and editor of South Sea Islander, Kabi Kabi, Northern Cheyenne and English heritage. She was shortlisted for the...

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