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She bought a new car, a 4WD, and for the first time in her life, she was still unhappy.
in death she will leave the shape of a cat
first frost -- the kindling takes with a hiss
a Dusky Moor Hen drinks some of its home
Bollywood ringtones Brighten my film noire mornings On suburban trains
I’m listening to Hurt, which Johnny Cash now sings: the needle’s in his voice, a ghost lends him its wings, and even with the clash ...
you told me you loved it when the trees changed their minds and covered the ground with a million veined post-it notes ...
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After twighlight,
At her desk,
She ponders the implications of signing in crayon..