senryu cluster April 15th

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 Race...

the great instrument

of confusion


pruned shrubs, when did i become such a cynic

no lover, across town summer temps arrive much earlier

well-done steak, another shift another bout of misanthropy

pansies: this frustration of approaching summer and allergies

old wheelbarrel—can't make heads or tails of life

artsongs by Wolf: my toast a bit burnt this morning

androcentric society—losing myself in honeysuckle and dandelion seeds

tribal masks: discovering expressions i didn't know existed

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