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"Maybe every essay automatically is in some way experimental--less an outline traveling toward a foregone conclusion than an unmapped quest that has spriung from the word question." ~ John D'Agata

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Ventura (sijo)

I prefer the Pacific at night: glittering and dark,
Because I can still see the sun beneath the waves and can
forget the baby sea lion decaying one afternoon.
Posted by Marissa at 8:19 PM

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