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wife’s
····footsteps—remembering everything I forgot
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33: December 9th 2015 | bottlecap
Was supposed to be doing something else, then became immersed. Stoked the woodstove. Read some from my Peanuts comic books, then studied haiku, Basho’s and modern haiku, and then heard my wife’s footsteps at the back door after a long night out.
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women
····in black leggings—the crow blending
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27: December 3rd 2015
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Passing through the Dartmouth green, black leggings remain a staple among the college women. And I couldn’t help notice a crow in the middle of the green, as if it too were walking between classes—and just as fashionably dressed.
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reaching
····for the shiniest apple—stepping in dog
········shit
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2: November 8th 2015
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