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...Or perhaps it has; It depends which way you look at it. Perhaps the reader may cite laziness As my reason for not titling this Any other than I would have done As now, with such a title As it has, since for some reason I never…

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I tell myself I should have known. You were always absence.

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Said do you feel it when you touch me?

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Len and I sit on Harpo's porch, drink beer and gab. It's hot, even for July. Len and I joke and laugh, and Harpo stares off into the middle distance.

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salmon sits gentler on my palate

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Return of the Lost Ones

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Present Tense

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What fascinates me now is now, this instant, this moment. This fugitive, this delinquent, this indiscreet, this forever elusive now. Now now. Now is now and now it is not now. Now is the adversary of time.…

Three Questions on Distance Running

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Je Suis Vincent

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Forgotten pictures

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Breaking Dawn

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