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A Poem for 19 Days into the New Year

19 Days into the New Year Time grows, after New Years, like a cauliflower– half handsome, half deformed, bloomingat its own isotropic rate.  On the 3rd we skatetowards war; a plane of travelers crashesin Iran; Down Under, animals, mostly sheep, … Continue reading

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