Monthly Archives: April 2006

Philology XI

fudge. like olives bagpipes are either loved or hated: opinions vary from

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once

Long before he was born there once was a child whose tightly clenched fist was not on his wrist but deep in his chest right where he had carefully hidden it before he started on the long pilgrimage from his … Continue reading

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standing by the fence

by the picket fence that runs down to the beach if I look for him, he is not there if I am he, I see the waves the sand the coarse beach grass rustling in the offshore breeze

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