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Parading
Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere
About
in the interval between vulture
March 11, 2015
I love the present with its layers
March 10, 2015
It has been so wet stones glaze in moss;
March 9, 2015
fanned clouds project rosy tones;
March 8, 2015
her heart springs open like a child’s music box. And out of the box comes
March 8, 2015
We cannot live, except thus mutually
March 6, 2015
You eat. You look.
March 5, 2015
I am on a street corner
March 4, 2015
the world is turning
March 3, 2015
Like three knowledges,
March 2, 2015
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