Saturday Night 55 Degrees
Did One Of These Land In Your Box Too?
Where I Learn Of Chipboard Mini-Albums
Horsing Around
The Tower Of Song
Remains Of The Day
Panning For Gold
Pure Experimentation: Class Is Almost In Session
I Finished
Washing Paint Out Of Buck Moss’ Tail
I Will Be Less Hostile Toward Following Directions
Of Making Books & Eating Poems
There Is A Fine Line Between Surprise And Heart Attack
Doing The Shuffle
Wednesday: Low 59 High 82
Bessie And Her Boys
Eating Bananas All Day Is Dirty Business
Sunday Evening 66 Degrees
My General Lackadaisical Nature
The Whole Wide World Pours Down
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