It is unconscionable to me that I could ever pass wildlife while I am in a vehicle and not greet…
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Poetry
A Letter from Isolation
Dear stranger on the train, More than two decades agoyou handed me a portraitof me that you drew in pencilon…
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Journal of Mundane Behavior
I bruised my shin a week agogetting into the car, thoughI still have no idea how.It isn’t the regular kind…
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Mylothris yulei
The way the golden fragile dotted borderflits and glides around the trees,you’d think it was alive.And you might be right.But…
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1963
It’s my party and Louie walks right in like a manat the end of the world.It’s all in the game,says…
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To Do
I only wanted to dance, first of all,but then I changed my mind.I need more.Curl me up and cork it…
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