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Date	Title	Content
		“I’ve spent more time with my co-workers...
	Down	Feel a drip under the lighthouse like an...
	Deliverance	She’s wearing my old flannel shirt: red,...
	Saint Paul's Catholicism #2	Luckily for me, anger festers best in the...
	Saint Paul's Catholicism	On one of those days in early spring when...
	Laundress	I catch a whiff of Jesus’s B.O....
	A Lie	The café society ethic will realign my...
	Untitled	Ink smears on wet cocktail napkins after a...
	For a Girl (For a Change).	Like grackles' wings are threadbare blood...
	Georgie	Your preborn gills are, technically...
	Diff'rent Stars	When Laika gazed look down at China at best...
	Reluctant Desire	There’s heterosex and homosex and right now...
	I've never seen a wild horse or wind the like hills day over, have I?	When I hear about Cold Stones I don’t...
	Neighborhood	...
	Recyclable Boy	Those last embers crumbling from your...
	Zookeepers	On the underside of each lithe, golden beast...
	Scuttled in my Stall	Ships used to have—ought to only have girls...
	One for the Baby Books	My mother was baptized...
	The Small Pleasures of a Service Economy	Not so much to be said about cabbages and...