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My stories

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The Wheel in the Cave

Spring was out there somewhere/but refused to show her face
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Gunslinger in a Tutu

He rode into town on a steel dust mare and the James gang, killing time outside the dried goods store, eased up the rims of their ten-gallon hats.
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Poem of the week

Flight Path

We took flight together - left the others stranded.
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Border Crossing

These night-time walks/have a certain aura, a certain smell/invite certain metaphors
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Variations on a Poem Read at My Mother's Funeral

I missed my boat. I arrived too late. I sat on the quayside with an overnight bag.

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