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Pumpkin dense a pumpkin pumpkin
This is the second poem for today, created this evening. I made some long-overdue pumpkin chocolate chip cookies last week. Though when I first tried the recipe years ago they came out like “pumpkin scones” (not quite what I was aiming for but not bad), this time something was wrong. I may have fiddled with…
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September 30, 2023
Green will be black. Pink will be brown. Red will be black. Black will be white silver. White will be brown. Brown will be black. Hot pink will be black. Gray will be black. Dark brown will be white silver. White and pink are made of rain, which belongs to her. And the best loving…
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June 30, 2023
More work with Etsy product descriptions as a source text today, this time linen waffle towels. I had a little time to push myself and ended up trying two drafts. The first is an erasure, and the second is a collage like yesterday. I’ve been thinking a lot about punctuation lately…which strangely enough leads me…
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June 24, 2023
You know you want to grow. One thing leads to another and there you ask yourself what. On the outside it looks like thinking: okay, this is pieces. Take you away from time. The steps to get there, but nowhere to go. You promise to dive in and see the system. An hour to find…
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June 4, 2023
This poem is definitely one in process: it started out as an exercise, and then I decided to run with inspiration. You can probably see clearly where that happened. I’ll likely revise this, though I maybe like how we’re in the woods and make a break for relative clarity. For past traveling, three years…