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>decomposed haiku for the wind & my love, my one true ring
> licks of light, fadingflicker & so a familiar strumecho voices itself, unsure academy, cani write this song) ? (was my point —the only…
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>improv for one last can of sigh
> teeth fall from a seasick mouthblood soaks the Pittman’s Rulespreading like a droughtabandons every hollow ireminds the abandoned why he trieslast flickering hope within…
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>MORNING MIXTAPE
>you don’t wanna get too damn highbut you don’t wanna slip back to sleepwith this skyward movement in mind i present‘the great northern new jersey…
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>classification of diction in the first four lines of matthew dickman’s ‘satellite’
>class 1 beneath, above, of, back, down, and, on, class 2 I’m, me, my, I, I, have, to, class 3sitting, live (adj), wishing, blinking, was,…
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>mayan spice #1
>more importantly the horse slides. in on its knees, i won’t turn around.but i know the sound — won’t look.maybe the chili is having its…
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