Lee Potts
@leepottspoet.bsky.social
EIC of Stone Circle Review (stonecirclereview.bsky.social) | Poems in various places | Pushcart & BotN Nominee. New chapbook, We'll Miss the Stars in the Morning: https://tinyurl.com/wellmissthestars
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Lee Potts
@leepottspoet.bsky.social
· Apr 9
One year ago today, my chapbook, We’ll Miss the Stars in the Morning, was published. It's a book about yearning and complicated grace. If you've read it or shared it, thank you.❤️ If you missed this when it came out you can find out more here: bottlecap.press/products/stars
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POEM 289: "What Comes After Life?" by Julie Weiss (@colourofpoetry.bsky.social)
"She wants me to turn the sky
inside out, show her those
ghost towns she learned about
from the pages of my lips."
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#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"She wants me to turn the sky
inside out, show her those
ghost towns she learned about
from the pages of my lips."
stonecirclereview.com/what-comes/
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
December 6, 2025 at 3:35 PM
POEM 289: "What Comes After Life?" by Julie Weiss (@colourofpoetry.bsky.social)
"She wants me to turn the sky
inside out, show her those
ghost towns she learned about
from the pages of my lips."
stonecirclereview.com/what-comes/
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"She wants me to turn the sky
inside out, show her those
ghost towns she learned about
from the pages of my lips."
stonecirclereview.com/what-comes/
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
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Stone Circle #ThrowbackThursday poem : "The Haruspex and the Bell Tower" by Amanda McLeod (@amandamwrites.bsky.social) #Tbt
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The Haruspex and the Bell Tower
by Amanda McLeod
Yours is a strength I could never hope to summon
A resolute silence, no words without meaning ever pass your lips
Your stone skin is cold beneath my hand; your belfrey inhabited
b...
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December 4, 2025 at 2:15 PM
Stone Circle #ThrowbackThursday poem : "The Haruspex and the Bell Tower" by Amanda McLeod (@amandamwrites.bsky.social) #Tbt
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Y’all, I was absolutely thrilled when @stonecirclereview.bsky.social accepted my poem “heart as double-paned window”—a golden shovel based on a Joni Mitchell song—and I’m elated they nominated it for a Pushcart. Check out this great journal, which rn features “Bidden” by @jackbedell.bsky.social
"heart as double-paned window" by Lynne Jensen Lampe (@ljensenlampe.bsky.social)
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#Pushcart #PushcartPrize
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#Pushcart #PushcartPrize
heart as double-paned window
by Lynne Jensen Lampe
golden shovel after joni mitchell’s down to you
words can’t paint everything
this side of the glass :: blood comes
with its own poetry &
each line leaks iron & loneliness :: ...
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December 2, 2025 at 10:05 PM
Y’all, I was absolutely thrilled when @stonecirclereview.bsky.social accepted my poem “heart as double-paned window”—a golden shovel based on a Joni Mitchell song—and I’m elated they nominated it for a Pushcart. Check out this great journal, which rn features “Bidden” by @jackbedell.bsky.social
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I'm delighted to announce Stone Circle's 2026 Pushcart Prize nominees. Please take a moment to enjoy their wonderful poems again (links are below).
#Pushcart #PushcartPrize
#Pushcart #PushcartPrize
December 1, 2025 at 10:59 PM
I'm delighted to announce Stone Circle's 2026 Pushcart Prize nominees. Please take a moment to enjoy their wonderful poems again (links are below).
#Pushcart #PushcartPrize
#Pushcart #PushcartPrize
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I love Pina Bausch’s muscle and dirt choreography and I love @stonecirclereview.bsky.social so I’m hugely grateful to @leepottspoet.bsky.social for giving this one the perfect home! 🙏🏻 https://stonecirclereview.com/bidden/
Bidden
by Jack B. Bedell
after Pina Bausch’s Das Frühlingsopfer
The dancers pull themselves through space,
across a stage covered in loose soil,
primitive, fecund, pagan, virginal, decomposed.
They fight...
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November 30, 2025 at 5:10 PM
I love Pina Bausch’s muscle and dirt choreography and I love @stonecirclereview.bsky.social so I’m hugely grateful to @leepottspoet.bsky.social for giving this one the perfect home! 🙏🏻 https://stonecirclereview.com/bidden/
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I am so fortunate and grateful to receive this nomination. Thank you @stonecirclereview.bsky.social and @leepottspoet.bsky.social !!
I'm delighted to announce Stone Circle's 2026 Pushcart Prize nominees. Please take a moment to enjoy their wonderful poems again (links are below).
#Pushcart #PushcartPrize
#Pushcart #PushcartPrize
December 1, 2025 at 11:04 PM
I am so fortunate and grateful to receive this nomination. Thank you @stonecirclereview.bsky.social and @leepottspoet.bsky.social !!
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🗓️Monthly reminder - the Circle is always open. Submit a poem today. There's no fee and we promise a quick turnaround. Submission guidelines: stonecirclereview.com/submissions-...
#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #CallForSubmissions #LitMag
#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #CallForSubmissions #LitMag
November 30, 2025 at 10:29 PM
🗓️Monthly reminder - the Circle is always open. Submit a poem today. There's no fee and we promise a quick turnaround. Submission guidelines: stonecirclereview.com/submissions-...
#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #CallForSubmissions #LitMag
#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #CallForSubmissions #LitMag
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POEM 288: "Bidden " by Jack B. Bedell (@jackbedell.bsky.social)
"... every
leap, every fall, every spin and twist
that much closer to a death they are
bidden to face so spring can bloom
along the horizon line"
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#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"... every
leap, every fall, every spin and twist
that much closer to a death they are
bidden to face so spring can bloom
along the horizon line"
stonecirclereview.com/bidden/
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
November 30, 2025 at 3:27 PM
POEM 288: "Bidden " by Jack B. Bedell (@jackbedell.bsky.social)
"... every
leap, every fall, every spin and twist
that much closer to a death they are
bidden to face so spring can bloom
along the horizon line"
stonecirclereview.com/bidden/
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"... every
leap, every fall, every spin and twist
that much closer to a death they are
bidden to face so spring can bloom
along the horizon line"
stonecirclereview.com/bidden/
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
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POEM 297: "Memorabilia Mausoleum" by Ink (@inkthepoet.bsky.social)
"burgeon to bursting the beginning universe
then loosen its belt
to accommodate the more
of everything
inevitable with eternity"
stonecirclereview.com/memorabilia-...
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"burgeon to bursting the beginning universe
then loosen its belt
to accommodate the more
of everything
inevitable with eternity"
stonecirclereview.com/memorabilia-...
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
November 29, 2025 at 3:57 PM
POEM 297: "Memorabilia Mausoleum" by Ink (@inkthepoet.bsky.social)
"burgeon to bursting the beginning universe
then loosen its belt
to accommodate the more
of everything
inevitable with eternity"
stonecirclereview.com/memorabilia-...
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"burgeon to bursting the beginning universe
then loosen its belt
to accommodate the more
of everything
inevitable with eternity"
stonecirclereview.com/memorabilia-...
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
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POEM 386: "Airport" by Dawn Macdonald (@yukondawn.bsky.social)
"A child’s parents know the Pope; they have an in
with Michelangelo. She swings between
the registers. She has the voice of a chandelier
in a box beneath the bed."
stonecirclereview.com/airport
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"A child’s parents know the Pope; they have an in
with Michelangelo. She swings between
the registers. She has the voice of a chandelier
in a box beneath the bed."
stonecirclereview.com/airport
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
November 23, 2025 at 3:33 PM
POEM 386: "Airport" by Dawn Macdonald (@yukondawn.bsky.social)
"A child’s parents know the Pope; they have an in
with Michelangelo. She swings between
the registers. She has the voice of a chandelier
in a box beneath the bed."
stonecirclereview.com/airport
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"A child’s parents know the Pope; they have an in
with Michelangelo. She swings between
the registers. She has the voice of a chandelier
in a box beneath the bed."
stonecirclereview.com/airport
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
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POEM 285: "Flyer Taped to a Store Window…" by Sam Rasnake (@samrasnake.bsky.social)
"the mouth is a cavern with rock formations,
trails, and stream—the lips an eel—the chin
a block of granite chiseled to fit—the face"
stonecirclereview.com/flyer-taped/
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"the mouth is a cavern with rock formations,
trails, and stream—the lips an eel—the chin
a block of granite chiseled to fit—the face"
stonecirclereview.com/flyer-taped/
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
November 22, 2025 at 3:33 PM
POEM 285: "Flyer Taped to a Store Window…" by Sam Rasnake (@samrasnake.bsky.social)
"the mouth is a cavern with rock formations,
trails, and stream—the lips an eel—the chin
a block of granite chiseled to fit—the face"
stonecirclereview.com/flyer-taped/
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"the mouth is a cavern with rock formations,
trails, and stream—the lips an eel—the chin
a block of granite chiseled to fit—the face"
stonecirclereview.com/flyer-taped/
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
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I have a new poem at Stone Circle Review - Flyer Taped to a Store Window...
Thanks to ed. Lee Potts and SCR for giving the poem a home.
@leepottspoet.bsky.social @stonecirclereview.bsky.social
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Thanks to ed. Lee Potts and SCR for giving the poem a home.
@leepottspoet.bsky.social @stonecirclereview.bsky.social
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Flyer Taped to a Store Window…
by Sam Rasnake
If you know or see this person, please tell them: come home
One eye, oversized, heavy-lidded, as in
a Picasso—the other, a lit eye peeping
through the keyhole—one arm a cartoon,
one...
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November 22, 2025 at 4:33 PM
I have a new poem at Stone Circle Review - Flyer Taped to a Store Window...
Thanks to ed. Lee Potts and SCR for giving the poem a home.
@leepottspoet.bsky.social @stonecirclereview.bsky.social
stonecirclereview.com/flyer-taped/
Thanks to ed. Lee Potts and SCR for giving the poem a home.
@leepottspoet.bsky.social @stonecirclereview.bsky.social
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I’m thrilled to be in Stone Circle Review today ❤️
POEM 283: "Soft machine, you are breathing wrong" by Alison Heron Hruby (@alisonheronhruby.bsky.social)
"I thought I could breathe well,
that I could draw in my ribs like an expert,
knew the fundamentals in my heart,
to exhale what I did not need."
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#Poem #Poetry
"I thought I could breathe well,
that I could draw in my ribs like an expert,
knew the fundamentals in my heart,
to exhale what I did not need."
stonecirclereview.com/soft-machine
#Poem #Poetry
November 15, 2025 at 5:20 PM
I’m thrilled to be in Stone Circle Review today ❤️
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POEM 283: "Soft machine, you are breathing wrong" by Alison Heron Hruby (@alisonheronhruby.bsky.social)
"I thought I could breathe well,
that I could draw in my ribs like an expert,
knew the fundamentals in my heart,
to exhale what I did not need."
stonecirclereview.com/soft-machine
#Poem #Poetry
"I thought I could breathe well,
that I could draw in my ribs like an expert,
knew the fundamentals in my heart,
to exhale what I did not need."
stonecirclereview.com/soft-machine
#Poem #Poetry
November 15, 2025 at 3:27 PM
POEM 283: "Soft machine, you are breathing wrong" by Alison Heron Hruby (@alisonheronhruby.bsky.social)
"I thought I could breathe well,
that I could draw in my ribs like an expert,
knew the fundamentals in my heart,
to exhale what I did not need."
stonecirclereview.com/soft-machine
#Poem #Poetry
"I thought I could breathe well,
that I could draw in my ribs like an expert,
knew the fundamentals in my heart,
to exhale what I did not need."
stonecirclereview.com/soft-machine
#Poem #Poetry
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Stone Circle Replay Wednesday poem: "The Years of Girl Cheese Sandwiches" by Meia Geddes
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The Years of Girl Cheese Sandwiches
by Meia Geddes
Those were the years of eyeing honey sticks
at the farmer’s market under the highway—
clover, orange, wildflower. Family friends with
a pomegranate tree—the trick is to open them
und...
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November 12, 2025 at 2:15 PM
Stone Circle Replay Wednesday poem: "The Years of Girl Cheese Sandwiches" by Meia Geddes
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POEM 282: "Looking at the Photo, I Remember an Episode of America’s Next Top Model" by Megan McDermott (@megmcdermott92.bsky.social )
"where contestants had to pretend to be living
statues, staying very still as pigeons landed
on their heads and arms."
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#Poem
"where contestants had to pretend to be living
statues, staying very still as pigeons landed
on their heads and arms."
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#Poem
November 9, 2025 at 3:28 PM
POEM 282: "Looking at the Photo, I Remember an Episode of America’s Next Top Model" by Megan McDermott (@megmcdermott92.bsky.social )
"where contestants had to pretend to be living
statues, staying very still as pigeons landed
on their heads and arms."
stonecirclereview.com/looking-at/
#Poem
"where contestants had to pretend to be living
statues, staying very still as pigeons landed
on their heads and arms."
stonecirclereview.com/looking-at/
#Poem
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POEM 281: "Nostalgia, 1997" by Natalie Marino (@nataliemarino.bsky.social)
"I see myself
young and cunning because the war
is over and I can go wherever I want.
I walk away before the end"
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#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"I see myself
young and cunning because the war
is over and I can go wherever I want.
I walk away before the end"
stonecirclereview.com/nostalgia-19...
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
November 8, 2025 at 3:41 PM
POEM 281: "Nostalgia, 1997" by Natalie Marino (@nataliemarino.bsky.social)
"I see myself
young and cunning because the war
is over and I can go wherever I want.
I walk away before the end"
stonecirclereview.com/nostalgia-19...
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"I see myself
young and cunning because the war
is over and I can go wherever I want.
I walk away before the end"
stonecirclereview.com/nostalgia-19...
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
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Stone Circle Replay Wednesday poem: "Before the Event" by Garth Pavell
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Before the Event
by Garth Pavell
We sat in the April afternoon
waiting for the moon’s round
ass to fit into a blue sundress.
Neighbors I had never seen,
picnicked in the courtyard;
even the mail-lady chatted.
I s...
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November 5, 2025 at 2:15 PM
Stone Circle Replay Wednesday poem: "Before the Event" by Garth Pavell
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Don't forget! The Circle is always open. Submit a poem today. There's no fee and we promise a quick turnaround. Submission guidelines: stonecirclereview.com/submissions-...
#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #CallForSubmissions #LitMag
#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #CallForSubmissions #LitMag
October 31, 2025 at 9:00 PM
Don't forget! The Circle is always open. Submit a poem today. There's no fee and we promise a quick turnaround. Submission guidelines: stonecirclereview.com/submissions-...
#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #CallForSubmissions #LitMag
#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #CallForSubmissions #LitMag
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POEM 280: "What Matters" by Camille Newsom
"picnic phrases
like why believe and when
is soft-and-dead coming
to hold our stupid hands"
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#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"picnic phrases
like why believe and when
is soft-and-dead coming
to hold our stupid hands"
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#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
November 2, 2025 at 3:18 PM
POEM 280: "What Matters" by Camille Newsom
"picnic phrases
like why believe and when
is soft-and-dead coming
to hold our stupid hands"
stonecirclereview.com/what-matters/
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
"picnic phrases
like why believe and when
is soft-and-dead coming
to hold our stupid hands"
stonecirclereview.com/what-matters/
#Poem #Poetry #NewPoem #PoetryCommunity
I have a poem in the new issue of @RogueAgent.bsky.social. Thanks to Jill, Jen, and Kate for putting it out into the world. www.rogueagentjournal.com/lpotts
November 1, 2025 at 5:41 PM
I have a poem in the new issue of @RogueAgent.bsky.social. Thanks to Jill, Jen, and Kate for putting it out into the world. www.rogueagentjournal.com/lpotts
Reposted by Lee Potts
i wrote this poem at a really fraught, vulnerable time in my life that has only intensified in some ways since writing this. it still remains one of my favorite things i have ever written.
POEM 279: "all night i hear the noise of fire licking" by nat raum (@gr8earlofhell.bsky.social)
"the pulse my body so spitefully insists
upon is surging and burning and twisting
through every vessel and then some
like sneaking out like letting go"
stonecirclereview.com/all-night/
#Poem #Poetry
"the pulse my body so spitefully insists
upon is surging and burning and twisting
through every vessel and then some
like sneaking out like letting go"
stonecirclereview.com/all-night/
#Poem #Poetry
November 1, 2025 at 3:20 PM
i wrote this poem at a really fraught, vulnerable time in my life that has only intensified in some ways since writing this. it still remains one of my favorite things i have ever written.
Reposted by Lee Potts
POEM 279: "all night i hear the noise of fire licking" by nat raum (@gr8earlofhell.bsky.social)
"the pulse my body so spitefully insists
upon is surging and burning and twisting
through every vessel and then some
like sneaking out like letting go"
stonecirclereview.com/all-night/
#Poem #Poetry
"the pulse my body so spitefully insists
upon is surging and burning and twisting
through every vessel and then some
like sneaking out like letting go"
stonecirclereview.com/all-night/
#Poem #Poetry
November 1, 2025 at 2:35 PM
POEM 279: "all night i hear the noise of fire licking" by nat raum (@gr8earlofhell.bsky.social)
"the pulse my body so spitefully insists
upon is surging and burning and twisting
through every vessel and then some
like sneaking out like letting go"
stonecirclereview.com/all-night/
#Poem #Poetry
"the pulse my body so spitefully insists
upon is surging and burning and twisting
through every vessel and then some
like sneaking out like letting go"
stonecirclereview.com/all-night/
#Poem #Poetry
Reposted by Lee Potts
RA 128 is here! Ft poetry by Emily R. Daniel @haleydirenzo.bsky.social Heather Emmanuel @loriaharris.bsky.social Nadeen Murhaf Maida, Chenxi Meng, @carynmg.bsky.social @leepotspoet.bsky.social Sonya Schneider, and @fairingforward.bsky.social w art by Donald Patten // rogueagentjournal.com/issue128
Issue 128 — RogueAgent
Welcome!
rogueagentjournal.com
November 1, 2025 at 2:59 PM
RA 128 is here! Ft poetry by Emily R. Daniel @haleydirenzo.bsky.social Heather Emmanuel @loriaharris.bsky.social Nadeen Murhaf Maida, Chenxi Meng, @carynmg.bsky.social @leepotspoet.bsky.social Sonya Schneider, and @fairingforward.bsky.social w art by Donald Patten // rogueagentjournal.com/issue128
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Stone Circle #ThrowbackThursday poem : "Live Inside the Burn [American sonnet in American sentences]" by Edie Meade (@ediemeade.bsky.social) #TBT
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Live Inside the Burn [American sonnet in American sentences]
by Edie Meade
Pressed on through a drift of Styrofoam pebbles on my way to the beach.
Felt like crying but didn’t; cranked the radio to live with the burn.
Live inside the burn. The sky is acid-was...
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October 30, 2025 at 1:05 PM
Stone Circle #ThrowbackThursday poem : "Live Inside the Burn [American sonnet in American sentences]" by Edie Meade (@ediemeade.bsky.social) #TBT
stonecirclereview.com/live-inside/
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