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Photo ©Misha Gordin (used with permission) Most Secret of all Secret Things
The Sexy Stuff
The Edge Of Day
Raindrops & Wild Inlets
Old Bodies
Through A Rip & Cunning Green Girls
The Phone Call
Spider's Backyard Beauty
2.28.00 & Smoke Curls
Caught In The Snow & I Own My Hunger
Summer of 72
Bang! You're Dead

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WHITE ROOM by: CREAM In a white room with black curtains near the stations, Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings, Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnlight smiles on your leaving, my contentment. I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines. Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves. You said no strings could secure you at the stations. Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows. I walked into such a sad time at the station. As I walked out felt my own ...