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			<title>on writing</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2026 16:15:48 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>The hand kept moving 
 
long after the fire 
 
learned obedience. 
 
each line arrived on time. 
...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>The hand kept moving<br />
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long after the fire<br />
<br />
learned obedience.<br />
<br />
each line arrived on time.<br />
<br />
the room stayed clean.<br />
<br />
the shape became perfect.<br />
<br />
and <br />
 <br />
the spirit waned.</div>

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			<title>Nostalgia</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2026 07:44:16 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Was waxing nostalgic for some poetry by paperleaves:...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Was waxing nostalgic for some poetry by paperleaves: <a href="https://www.online-literature.com/forums/showthread.php?44961-beaks-of-cotton-and-purple-lines" target="_blank">https://www.online-literature.com/fo...d-purple-lines</a><br />
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Ta ! <i>(short for tarradiddle)</i>,<br />
tailor</div>

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			<title>The last arrangements</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2026 18:08:59 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>His friend came on a Thursday afternoon. 
He stood in the bedroom doorway 
before opening the...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>His friend came on a Thursday afternoon.<br />
He stood in the bedroom doorway<br />
before opening the closet.<br />
<br />
The shirts were crowded together politely,<br />
their sleeves touching in the dimness.<br />
<br />
“I’ll just take what can be used,”<br />
the friend said softly to no one.<br />
<br />
A blue sweater, hearing this,<br />
seemed to stiffen slightly on its hanger.<br />
<br />
The coat remembered cold evenings,<br />
a movie theater once,<br />
r</div>

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			<title>Lines</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2026 14:14:10 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I brought you everywhere 
heart racing beauty and  
your razor wit, ravaging you in  
dark places...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I brought you everywhere<br />
heart racing beauty and <br />
your razor wit, ravaging you in <br />
dark places seen only by mirrors<br />
<br />
But<br />
Now we go nowhere<br />
goldfish in an unquenchable bowl<br />
looking at the spinning clock<br />
through a furtive window and<br />
<br />
raging until the angry shafts of light<br />
cut through blinds scorching<br />
regrets and sworn goodbye<br />
too deep, too fast <br />
a damn mistake for<br />
<br />
you are shallow a</div>

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			<title>In a Blink</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2026 13:57:23 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>It can take years to get things sorted out,  
whatever it is or was that keeps you static. ...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>It can take years to get things sorted out, <br />
whatever it is or was that keeps you static. <br />
Sitting there waiting with only your self doubt, <br />
while all around you life moves on and you're stuck <br />
in a slow motion scream.<br />
<br />
We are all moving towards a conclusion, <br />
it's something that our dance with destiny cannot<br />
escape. Sure, there you go trying to reconfigure<br />
life's illusions.<br />
All I'm tryi</div>

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			<title>A hotel room in Florida</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2026 15:20:33 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>In the stunned heat of 
a day in July 
A woman is leaning from 
the fifth-floor window 
vodka at...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>In the stunned heat of<br />
a day in July<br />
A woman is leaning from<br />
the fifth-floor window<br />
vodka at elbow<br />
she watches the evening <br />
rob the yellow from this day <br />
<br />
she checked in 2 days ago <br />
her breathing has changed<br />
from panicky<br />
to shallow, to normal<br />
<br />
across the highway a heron<br />
standing on one leg <br />
is lost in thought <br />
letting the world go by<br />
as it must <br />
<br />
she carries the vodka to bed<br />
li</div>

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			<title>A motel room in Florida</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2026 15:17:09 GMT</pubDate>
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