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Goodnight Trixie (a poem)
A farewell…
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I’m sorry I asked the question (a poem)
Goodnight, Trixie…
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Unmarked cards (a poem)
Thinking about art and artists…
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Pigments of my imagination (a poem)
Watching Yellow Submarine after another long day,—thus the title…
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Conflicting emotions (a poem)
When nothing is as clear as I’d like it to be…
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Three truths about fiction (a poem)
Watching Japanese dramas today…
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Waiting Room Poem #77 (a poem)
Towards the end of a long day.
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A starting point (a poem)
Yesterday was yesterday. This is what I’ve got today…
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Fries would be good right about now (a poem)
American Splendor is one of those movies that just keeps on giving…
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