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MovingonThe good news is that it's never dull.
The bad news is that things are frequently a little weird.
Also my lead class for tomorrow got cancelled, to which I say SUPER. BALLS.
It's pretty weak.
10 Months in PoemsI. History10 Months in Poems
I, the slug bloated and crawling blindly nonetheless see with startling clarity the diamond sky before me are the stairs every step a trial as I lug my boneless, lumpy body up up,up,up again antennae fixed heavenward never see the hand with the saltshaker ________________________
give us this our daily absolution, and leave me, this ghost, this hunger. come back to me and teach me your silence, your cool touch. Sweep through my skin, all that hides me in flesh. &n
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The Bird of Hermes is my name
Eating my wings to make me tame
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By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
hullo!
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They still see me in the mirror.
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