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[haiku]

Posted on 09/12/2009 by

tonight we eat pears juice dripping in rivulets skin upon wet skin

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false memories

Posted on 06/09/2009 by

late august wind and god’s given us nothing to do but drink on the porch in frumpy second layers eyes fixed on puget sound tonight like every night watching the sun blow up, all cinematic and poignant speaking of superheroes … Continue reading →

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