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***
That
can’t be a real child, he thought;
it
must be a marionette -
human
arms and legs don’t bend like that,..
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***
Wynken,
Blynken, and Nod,
not
the most eloquent of speakers
sitting
behind the back seat
of
my 1969 Chevrolet Camar..
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Big thanks to Ken e Bujold for advice
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***
There
goes Jim Crow with Old Crowin hand, trying hard, shoving
his
pen and clipboard in front of
everyone
who enters the ta..
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***
I
bet that’s how Mary Shelley met
her
Frankenstein, while digging
a
toe into the sand beside the ocean,
..
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***
I’d
like to prune the plum tree
but
it’s a hundred and ten right now,
and
I need whatever shade
of
gree..
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haiku
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***
On
finally discovering the road
to
wellness, the relief felt cannot be
overstated;
yet, my heartbeat skips,
joy
still ..
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***
In
a late night diner, night creates
its
own dimension, folds over space
and
time, coffee splashes,
the
scent of morni..
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***
The
day Mary moved away
I
was only ten.
Had
I cried, I might have
died
of dehydration.
Had
I f..
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