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Renee posted Ted Berrigan | May 3, 2008
Words for Love Winter crisp and the brittleness of snow as like make me tired as not. I go my myriad ways blundering, bombastic, dragged by a self that can never be still, pushed by my surging blood, my reasoning mind. I am in love with poetry. Every way I turn this, my weakness, smites me. A glass...
Renee posted "They loved these things too" by Lisa Jarnot | Apr 22, 2008
The sun the moon the stars the polar ice caps and the ice cream cones the city streets the side streets and the small tv the curve of flesh around the food the road maps and November and the tiny birds and also certain people and they loved the special chairs and also stuffed things and the carnival...
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