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On a Dream.My brother,My father,My girlfriend, andMy neighbor who grew upWith me but died recently inA car wreck,And myself,All went to anArt museum.My girlfriendFlirted uncontrollablyWith my brother,My father waitedIn line for his picture To be taken,My neighbor turnedOut to be a fourth cousinOf my neighbor who lookedUncannily like my neighbor,And I ended up dancing inA room with other peopleWondering where myGirlfriend was…

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Feb 25, 2010

On Gertrude SteinYesterday, a professor / With his tie tied too tight, / Said that Stein has eclipsed

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Feb 18, 2010

Smile of a Childlittle children sit, basking in the sun / their laughter lights upon the world / holistically calling all pens

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Feb 16, 2010

Eglon, King of MoabI / Sing, O Muse, of the wrath / That came from the East

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Feb 16, 2010

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