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i’m not as sad as i sound, although i am not exactly cheerful right now. lunchtime was nice: a hasty sandwich and hustle to the bookstore for leisurely longing. i must look bewildered to salespeople; they always ask if i need help finding something. no, thank you, i reply, smiling. i’m not lost at all, here where it smells always of pulp and gloss, among all these infinite words.

a new project may be: starting a poetry circle. after i finish this book by molly peacock, i’ll decide whether or not i have what it takes to stick with it. after all, seeing long projects through is not exactly my strong suit …

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I acknowledge that I live and work on stolen Cowlitz, Clackamas, Atfalati, and Kalapuya land.
I give respect and reverence to those who came before me.

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