If I am repaired, can we meet again for the first time, in all of the places I have feared to go, and then, again, in all of the places I will have forgotten, if I am repaired?




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Here is the desk drawer in which all of my odds and ends are kept, tidbits that would otherwise never see the light of day.











Friday, January 28, 2011

R.E.M.

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I’m dreaming now,
one paragraph at a time:
rewind, rewrite, replay
inching through the night’s possibilities.  

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