LIMBO
DISCO
IDLED
GEESE
ANGEL
It doesn't mean anything
when I can't find the right words.
It just means that I'll have to quit
until tomorrow, when I can start
with a clean slate.
And I can wait, because
I'll have five more chances then.
Loose Leaves
Table of contents-
The Breaks
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Ice Cream Soup
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Bishop of Martyropolis
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The Cow & The Plow
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Clock Reading
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My White Whale
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Brushing Our Teeth
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There Was A House There
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Elegy for The Unwanted Woman
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The Beautiful and Lonely Place
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Giving The Cat A Bath
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Things I Thought About This Week
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Meeting My Match
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Remnants
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Brain Training
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Shorthand
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Country Barbie
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Oyez
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A Pilates Studio in Kentucky
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The Flea's Midgut
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Aches and Pains
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Kitten Food
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To My Eighth Great-Grandparents, Who Were Bakongo
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Wordle
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Woman Come Down From The Clouds
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PR
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Twenty-Seven
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Shopping List
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Sweet Potato
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I'm Writing A Taylor Swift Song
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Hemochromatosis
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Daytona Beach
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Mediterranean Avenue
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Daylilly
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In Morocco, With Her Legs Folded Beneath Her
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Jane Doe, Identified
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A Scholar
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If I Wake Up In The Morning With Claws
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Whetstone
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Cat Fud
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Hard-Ankled Woman Visits The Bottom of The Ocean
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The Trelis
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Folk Tales
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Bach Flower Remedies
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Rodeo of The Sweethearts
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St. Vitus's Dance Meets St. Anthony's Fire
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