Jon Roggie
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Thoughts at 85 MPHA Poem by Jon Roggie |
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QWERTYA Poem by Jon Roggie |
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Twirling a mop stickA Poem by Jon Roggie |
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Sorting the sandA Poem by Jon Roggie |
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California burningA Poem by Jon Roggie |
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Barefoot in broken glassA Poem by Jon Roggie |
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Frying a turkey againA Poem by Jon Roggie |
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Ultrasound was a new experienceA Poem by Jon Roggie |
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Let in the coldA Poem by Jon Roggie |
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Just show upA Poem by Jon Roggie |
