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subject to change, but written with thought and honesty
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the seeress asked, suddenly; amidst batiks and crystals, wall hangings, waterfalls, sage, and lavender- lots of lavender-"would you be willing to wa..
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for EBNo, I told the economist who asked, I do not think making my jewelry is going to solve world hunger.Nor, I thought, will my poetic ramblingspen..
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1. you have two lines to get my attention- beyond, you have wasted precious money-making minutes of my day. you might even be un-A-May-ri-can.the oth..
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Collection of poems written as a resident of two countries; an autobiographical and observational account of life, love, and observations spanning 3 y..
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Love sleeps. Across this mountain or maybe, that one; and I am confused- is it the one just over the hill, or several thousand milesthe span of so ma..
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It was just that simple, we all thought
one day amidst graffitied f**k-you's and political slurs razorwired compounds,
diesel and concrete..
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Every day should have its chance to be so sure of itself, smug in its forbidden knowledgeof paths winding on mountaintopsthrough stone-sculpted waysun..
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