When We With Sappho

Sappho	Kenneth Rexroth	An incomplete poem in her head	The moon is distant from the sea
Squid or Sailor?	Why I can't seem to ever finish a node	Don't stop. You can sleep when you're dead.	Incomplete two-word sentences with which to end your life
Southern children walk barefoot on gravel roads	A ninja's favorite drink	Still the Same Story: What a Finish!	When you're finished struggling... are you free tonight?
I'll explain it when you're older	There Is Nothing Left to Lose	singing cowboy	You're soaking in it
Pimpernel	The Ground Beneath Her Feet	He's milking the apples	Editor Log: November 2007
me, now and again

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