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Wednesday, January 28, 2009
A wasteland of ice-
trees lay splinterd in the street;
shattered, gleaming bones.
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365 Days
Prairie Grove, Arkansas, United States
My plan is to post a Tanka, Haiku, or another short breath of some sort daily, and to include pictures of the outdoors at least twice a week. I want this to be an exercise in living in the moment and disciplined writing.
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