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it’s dangerous to go alone–

18 July 2013

I’m not Link, but if I were (and I kind of wish I were, because honestly), this is the point at which the old man offers me a wooden sword. Instead, because I’m not a small, green-clad adventurer in an 8-bit RPG but rather a small, Crosby shirsey-clad writer in the fourth day of a … More it’s dangerous to go alone–

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a thought on a poem by Deborah Poe

19 April 2013

When things* are broken, I turn to poetry. Suffice it to say, this is a broken week in the world. But it is a week in which I am still trying to impose order on at least my world, and part of that ordering is preparation for teaching some literature and writing in Romania in … More a thought on a poem by Deborah Poe

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