Reykjavik sits at 64°08′ N
a stoic,
icy,
n
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r
t
h
e
r
n
m
o
s
t
capital

r_u_g_g_e_d &
surprisingly continental
sentinel to icicles
& repository
for countless
unique

s           o                  f              a                   e

n            w                 l                k                 s

the air is
so pure there,
it hurts
the lungs
upon entering–makes the
spongey tissue
start to
weep & ache,
expanding &
contracting to
the capacity of hope,
the capacity of cold,
the capacity of a lonely
but distinguished

 

l—-a—-t—-i—-t—-u—-d—-e

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