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Showing posts with label Fall. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fall. Show all posts
07 November, 2017

Just yesterday morning, Part 3

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All things are made bitter, words even / are made to taste like paper, wars gets tossed up / like soldiers used to be/ (in a child's a...
26 September, 2014

Fall Along the Dirty, Sacred River: After High Water Mark

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After a long a quixotic summer, I find myself feeling more than a little drained, more than a bit tense, and more than a tad exhilarated. ...
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