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blood test

They’re going to jab a needle at my arm; I’m hoping that my spirit feels no harm: it’s haunting my pale hide in mild alarm— I’m running out of nonchalance and charm. Those needles look too long to fit in … Continue reading

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Dock

If you live on a small island you need a boat and two docks: one here and one for those reluctant trips ashore. For years our island dock was a narrow nervous thread of plywood on pipes. Finally upper management … Continue reading

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Ode to BOS

Before bright golden dawn dances tiptoe on the lusty mountaintops Boys of Sas rise from their barstools and stumble home to bed determined to open their bleary eyes before the sun has fled. [print_link]

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