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Observations on the train

My friend smells like old people. Strong, like the ones whose skin has turned to paper and moustaches are pube-thin. Every night it starts out small, like the stench is only a little way off, maybe half a km off. 347 more words

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Once Again, No More Yesterdays

Once Again, No More Yesterdays

I’ve been saying we need a damn good protest movement once again. I’ve been thinking we need that movement longer than I’ve been saying we need it. 1,013 more words

Mind Matters

Linger in vapors of gasoline…

Among twenty snowy mountains…

from “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird”, by Wallace Stevens

Walking a Rose City suburb highway,

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Poetry

A horrible chain of events occurred in Melbourne today. A man drove a car into a group of people, killing some and injuring others, including children. 102 more words

True Story