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Dec 24, 2012
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winter haikus

in the empty space
immortal beneath the soot
parking lot snow pile.

jello from a mold
wet sand from an upturned pail
laughable hat hair.

muffled scream
if i hear that phrase
"mass of arctic air" once more
i think i will scream.

kid 1: whine whine whine whine whine
adults are like, so wimpy
kid 2: snow days suit me fine.
Dec 31, 2012
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