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speak to me.you are staring / at the floor and youre / tongue tastes like
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Dec 8, 2010
Peonies: A SestinaIt was early morning when she descended the steps / to the porch side, teacup in hand, dressed in her nightgown. / Steam billowed from her cup, and with a swallow
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Feb 16, 2010
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