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Lunch on the Train

Twenty five of us not so much jammed in above the wheels this early evening moment trying not to give spasm to a thickly fabriced shoulder or touch a red sleeve. Reading over your shoulder maybe I learn you want... Continue Reading →

Lunch With the Birds

I lamented with the seagull as eight pinecones and four shells-- a decadent lunch--was crushed after she went hopping from a parking spot just in time. Never emerged--that woman from Michigan from the enemy car that drove off. The seagull,... Continue Reading →

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