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    Saturday Apr 02, 2005

    there's someone singing nearby, but it's loud and tuneless. However o…
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    Friday Apr 01, 2005

    Okay, the poem below is kind of melancholy. it creeps up on me someti…
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    Friday Apr 01, 2005

    I've been remembering the first time I sold a poem to a national jour…
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    Thursday Mar 31, 2005

    My Dad used to wake me up when it was warm in my little bed and frost…
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    Thursday Mar 31, 2005

    I'm pretty much disgusted with everything right now, myself most of a…
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    Thursday Mar 31, 2005

    Let's take it for granted that all artists have stupendous egos. the …
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    Wednesday Mar 30, 2005

    Does anyone have a woodpile I can split up into firewood for them? I'…
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    Wednesday Mar 30, 2005

    Flowers spin through me (last night you said I was dangerous) today…
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    Tuesday Mar 29, 2005

    I think it's quite peculiar that I walk to a cafe to sit with a lot o…
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    Monday Mar 28, 2005

    When I Saw Bigfoot I was lost, or, as I like to think of it, tempo…