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Restrictive Rant
Those horns just sprouted because of you. Read more
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After the rain
A whistle blew, splash! Chaos. Read more
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The Homeplace
In homage to the forestIts heavy shadowsDeep and darkGreener than green,even when the sun is brightand the begonias bloom deep red.Bits of grass, spindly and fine, grow around the river of moss in dotsLike cattails before they’re cutThe bells of the foxglove ring and ring and ringWhen the air moves soft electric Blue Morning glories… Read more
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Deadfall Yard
I’m learning what will grow, and what will grow successfully. Read more
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Why I Became a Teacher
Her leopard, high heeled mules sure footed in the gravel. Read more
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Twirly Training
You were flying…you didn’t need to fly into the rose bushes but you did fly.
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*Everlastingly-Updated
“The mighty being is awake and doth with his eternal motion make a sound like thunder, everlastingly.” Wordsworth
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Take the Damn Trees Down Already
I will never be mother, sister, friend, or decent human of the year because of stupid Christmas cards.
Devonne Brown 