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The Early Bird and other Myths

Oh bathroom window, what are those ash-gray clouds,needle in the morning’s eye  — dawn too early in its strange light-threading.To 6am, I bring another party:  my thoughts, light and frisky in dark crevices,champagne-splashed agent of chaos, so loud, you say, … Continue reading

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