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		<description>The original writings of author ottr</description>
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			<title>reclaiming</title>
			<description>little girl, little girlwhere have you been?in and out of others' bodies&amp;nbsp;and somewhere in between&amp;nbsp;little girl, little girlwhat have you seen?joint unboundand a slicing between&amp;nbsp;oh little birdwhat have you heard?cold in the nightwhen t..</description>
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			<title>untitled</title>
			<description>what do you get out of this?  going in many a direction okay?  what words/word combos stand out?  should i go w/ one theme or do the many work w/ each other?  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1023136/</link>
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			<title>for s</title>
			<description>doesn't describing the poem kill it a bit before reading it?</description>
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			<title>I-5 </title>
			<description>i am sucked in a flip the dial tunnelforever young, dylan's rumbleharmonica tickling a mermaid hair trailbetween homeschocolate sauce clouds frame a coconut slit of skyalgae edges of uterine lininglaid easy by the body on fresh sheetsfrangelico hazing cedars that lean likefarm fences on the fledglin..</description>
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			<title>-*0*-</title>
			<description>you must really know that i need the stem of my neck bent intothe rushes as you rush your tongue like flint against my nape hairs, dizzyingperspective splayed in egg yolk diaspora under the heat lamps of your hands,frogs skirting thigh lilies, swamping, swapping egg of breast for spoon ofpal..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1023038/</link>
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			<title>swing</title>
			<description>this wants to go somewhere else, i think.  where to?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1022595/</link>
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			<title>labor</title>
			<description>snakeyou moved through me like liquid glasslike mead you made me hot and fastalive as porcupine quills icing my belly cake with chancemy prostaglandin fixtipping the hourglass of your hibernation toward a cliffwhere mongoose loses cobra andruns mid-airbefo..</description>
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			<title>volition</title>
			<description>volitiona vole in an ocean of wantvoulais vous role my dicethis way and thatstoplights change rainbowonward from greento poisonous berriesgoose twine-trussedgem to a ringi want to articulate with my heartfor my heart to grow hands andchalk the surface of your ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1021570/</link>
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			<title>birth vision</title>
			<description>grandmermaid&amp;rsquo;s belly opens like a pelican gulletwailing underbelly whale softness of iridescent lighttwo jewels enmeshed in sun dance net become threeprimary spectrum in a shell, abalone cheeks separatingmilk sweet pearl promise, feathers entwinedponderosa pines ponderously..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1021568/</link>
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			<title>do you?</title>
			<description>do you want to graze the leather cornerstones of this&amp;nbsp;photograph this pool of memory do you want thefeathers to float round your head and do you want to&amp;nbsp;pierce thru with an unblinking eye the umbilical night&amp;nbsp;do you want to whittle away the sadness till there's&amp;nbsp;one spot left on th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1021558/</link>
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			<title>at the pediatric dentist</title>
			<description>i, spanish interpreter, bled alcohol overworld overbitestalagmite caves of sticky ricerodent nibbling lacy curvesdigging for doily centerwait, wait, wait at agate made of graveltomas hesitates agavel of breathhalf-broken englishkinship with the weight of his..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1019167/</link>
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			<title>daybreak</title>
			<description>when the sun ascendswhen the son descendscareful not to bendthe brick brittle backpick up the slacksniffle againno tissue&amp;nbsp;use a bit of&amp;nbsp;perpetual dirty sock moundmucous binding memoriesbound feet of the daybounding feet&amp;nbsp;out&amp;nbsp;snow-encrusted windowswe cherish carefreegummint coldpopu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1016110/</link>
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			<title>the only literati</title>
			<description>maybe it was because i was always stoned when i visited youbut the light in your house always slanted crooked red and the first night ourbodies danced with stoplight polkadots.&amp;nbsp;the earthworms that bred under our breath said stop but our scriptedhands pressed forget-me-nots into the tull..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1016106/</link>
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			<title>forgetting how to write</title>
			<description>arms disobey braindish face spills the beans tonightin beaver tail sashaypaid dues in hours glancing at the clockamassing pleasure at the color of baby socksa plethora of bibsfor the messiest of thoughtsheart rots hearing her crywant to bang pots all nightdrea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1016000/</link>
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			<title>echo trek</title>
			<description>etch-a-sketchwindow tracetakers of vowswow of lips ow!cartoon red surcos of the feethot water filter spiderweb sheetscotton dumplingsshowering saucerselite messagesembroidered with answers liketasselslike antlerslike bannerslike clouds stru..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1015990/</link>
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			<title>leaf pattern</title>
			<description>platter of dustsaturn sat on rust-colored sand and handed me a mantra a blade like silk skate laces tracers of a cobra hooderasersblank fireworkssleight of handranger gun pointedendangered rickfingernail nippingsholster and napea limp shank of ..</description>
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			<title>nomads 2</title>
			<description>our eyes sink like cheekscheeks sink like sinksmouths bubble inkchins slide like soap&amp;nbsp;our eyes lean like bridgeswe warm the fridges of our breathwith diamond what ifsplucked from the purses of our lips&amp;nbsp;we pull habits from our hatssly gestures like jestersbrittle moonbeamsstreaking our chee..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1015091/</link>
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			<title>nomads </title>
			<description>a wolf aroselike a smoke waftfrom wounded icehis life a glass cage breakingribs downturnedbadly bruised and cakinga jagged solar flowerof a gunshot to the gut&amp;nbsp;a cloud igniteda whimper of ros&amp;eacute; duskhovering overa whisky-cold moon clawas a whistly blue windblew fins over flanksof papery vap..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1015084/</link>
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			<title>laps</title>
			<description>swim, breatheswim, breathepool laps at mespool of spityo-yos from my mouthhum underwatermaybe the babyhears my tunemy broom swish of armsto her fishtails and swivelsquickening as my breath thickenslike soupmy seal girthas i labor thru hoopsback and forthclinging to my inner selfthat was once stealth..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ottr/1015082/</link>
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			<title>private joke</title>
			<description>my muse amuses mewe live alonealong boulevard bankscurbs of enthusiamthus we orgasmdrylyin orgone heat ofanise-lined sidewalkstwo dogs inspired byorange sherbetmelting over a concretegray of baya concussionlike splayed jacksred light shownosedivescattering carp inporcelain handsribs of trombonerever..</description>
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