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Two by Kooser
Anne by Ted Kooser Her body was the cellar under her life. The marks of the old floods rounded the walls. Everything that she’d had had been carried outside and burned on the lawn. There was nothing left but a few broken jars and some spiders, eating each other under the stairsteps. Everyone seemed to…
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Miscellany
First, I should apologize if anyone has experienced difficulty with the site recently. I had a small communication error with the webhost and some configuration files were deleted. Everything’s been recovered, but there was a day or two of garbage loading… Anyway, in straightening that stuff out, I made a few minor changes to the…