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2020-12-18 Time Doesn’t Give a Reason
It just runs and rolls and takes the days away. Years lost inside fragments of fractured mirrors or broken bottle glass strewn across the lawn, bits so small and clustered they look like the tee-box of hole nine. You know the one. Hard as hell to hit from because of the stampede of cottonwood trees…
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2020-12-14 What is Above and Below the Fold
You’ll never know because I’ll never remember. When I wrote this morning.. I wrote for an hour. Something about a procrastinations and lists that somehow led to writing about sharing my poetry with Jim, even the ones covering topics that might not be to his taste or worse, make him uncomfortable. Blah-blah, woof-woof, and then…
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