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From a prompt from Julia's Place. The prompt: ...the extreme weather meant... 100 words. Here we go. FOG AGAIN, HE SAYS, CURTAIN PARTING Fog again, he says, curtain parting, Fingertips nearly numb with night Still cold on them like blunt, iced hurt The extreme weather meant to leave, Meant to deposit on blued skin Left …
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WE NEED, WE MEN AND WOMEN, WANTING MUCH We need, we men and women, wanting much; A breakfast bun, a hand nearby, a breath, And quicker answers to the mad questions Buzzing our quiet times, distracting us. From nothing we came, but what does that tell us? What nothing is nothing, what kind of nothing …
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JEFF BERRYMAN 