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On the fig tree, some half-
ripe fruit have grown soft grey fuzz.
It rained four days last week.

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Coming back from the doctor, I buy
a small bunch of yellow daisies 
for what I don't yet know.

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We wipe out dates and fill in
new ones on the dry erase calendar.
I want to cure the Yixing teapot.

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What to do with a memory of cruel
mother? She sits in a wheelchair
singing without concern.

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A pink house perched on a hillside.
The wind razors through floorboards.
I have difficult pictures of home.

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Rows of thin, dried fish bodies
pressed in foil. I take them out
of the refrigerator and inhale.

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