Quotidian

I get jealous when I read blogs of Manhattanites and Brooklynites that announce poetry readings. I am jealous because we don't have poetry readings out here in Oregon. We just have hippies.

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This morning a crazed man, white hair, screaming, walking a bicycle, stared me down for half a block. As I approached, his scowl turned to a smile, and he laughed and patted me on the shoulder.

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My back hurts.

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The new issue of Octopus has been occupying me this morning. Check it out. Matt Hart talks about sincerity.

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I am the happiest I've been in...well, since I can remember.

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NP: St. Dominic's Preview.

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Busy tracking references to violence in The Sonnets.

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Send David Shapiro an email. He would probably appreciate it.