i'm waiting for a big honkin' file to upload... backing up the next manuscript...
some poetry whilst i wait:
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i had a nightmare of my hand
a woman shoved it
past the lips of my cold blender
i watched the grind
gore of peaches, nectarines
bones of almond in the roar
blender - blender - urged for more
among oranges i shivered to engine whine
we watched - detached - through cellophane
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