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		<description>The original writings of author Brian 'Yeti' Fields</description>
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			<title>&quot;A man walks down a road...&quot;</title>
			<description>Poem inspired by a recent turn of events at my school.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/318214/</link>
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			<title>Over There (tenative)</title>
			<description>He looks out over the river, knowing this is it.&amp;nbsp; There is no turning back once he takes this step.&amp;nbsp; Once he just walks off&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; His mind snaps back into a focus on his surroundings: he stares at the water, watching it ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/316318/</link>
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			<title>Prison of Silence</title>
			<description>Story about two young men at a diner, knowing that inside one of them is dying, but not knowing how to talk about it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/308953/</link>
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			<title>He Loves Us All</title>
			<description>Poem inspired by the rumors that fly around from fallen, yet forgiven Christians about other fallen, yet forgiven Christians</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/306945/</link>
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			<title>I am a Writer</title>
			<description>I am a writerNot a singer, lyricist, or painter, thought sometimes I dabbleI bring words to lifeSome envy what I&amp;rsquo;ve been blessed with when others simply don&amp;rsquo;t get itBooks, ink, and paperI don&amp;rsquo;t require much to live, even food I oft go withoutCoffee, sunlight, peaceA p..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/306943/</link>
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			<title>My Write Hand's Worth</title>
			<description>Poem inspired by a Lupe Fiasco line, &amp;quot;I've been in the poem of many a poet / And I reside in the art of many an artist&amp;quot; from the song Put You On Game.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/306558/</link>
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			<title>Untitled #3</title>
			<description>Inspired from the number of &amp;quot;siblings&amp;quot; I've &amp;quot;adopted&amp;quot; during my college years.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/305916/</link>
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			<title>Just Try to Imagine</title>
			<description>Poem written in '06, about the love that was cultivating between myself and the girl I was dating at the time (who I would go on to be engaged to and later ruin).  More about letting God define love, and respecting that.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/296792/</link>
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			<title>Just Ask</title>
			<description>Poem from high school, trying to explain my quietness and lack of emotion to a girl I liked at the time.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/296790/</link>
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			<title>I Do Not Want to Cross</title>
			<description>Poem inspired by my recent break-up and the separation it generated between me and Father.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/281429/</link>
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			<title>Untitled #2</title>
			<description>Another poem from high school, forgotten about until I dug it out recently.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/276320/</link>
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			<title>Colors of Life</title>
			<description>Poem I wrote sometime my senior year of high school.  I had forgotten about it sometime until I found it on an old blog of mine.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/276319/</link>
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			<title>The Epic Battle</title>
			<description>Poem inspired by my high school's rivals, the Dearborn Pioneers.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/275732/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Stevens walked off of the mat, having beaten Shaw the same way he did last year at team states: a pin in the third period. The score was closer this time, though. Shaw scored three points on Josh, taking him down and escaping once. But Stevens had dominated the rest of the match &amp;ndash; he s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/275730/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Three days after Stevens&amp;rsquo; revelation about his health, I was still in shock. This was the last day of wrestling camp, and every time Josh had been on the mat, I was worried about him. Not that I let it show. But wheneve..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/275728/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Your turn, Prophet!&amp;rdquo; Stevens yelled, &amp;ldquo;Let&amp;rsquo;s see what the off-season did to you.&amp;rdquo; Josh was slightly winded from his match. He was not in his normal in-season shape, but he was still good. Many wr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/275725/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s so exciting to hear you guys talk about stuff like this.&amp;rdquo; Amanda said between opinions on our team&amp;rsquo;s strength and how the end of the year will be. &amp;ldquo;Just thinking about it makes me all hot a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/275423/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Chapter 1</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/275420/</link>
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			<title>Prolouge</title>
			<description>Prologue</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/275419/</link>
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			<title>Struggles (working title)</title>
			<description>A book inspired by my own years as a wrestler, and something for me to live vicariously through while I become a washed-up high school athlete.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/275417/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>Poem written for my &amp;quot;Senior Goodbye&amp;quot; in the Senior Issue of the Cougar Crier, my high school newspaper.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/275414/</link>
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			<title>The Mat</title>
			<description>A poem inspired by my time on the wrestling team at Annapolis High School in Dearborn Heights, MI</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/275413/</link>
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			<title>I Tasted of the Rain Water Today</title>
			<description>A poem that was originally inspired by hanging up a pair of rain-soaked pants, and holding the cuff of them in my mouth.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/275404/</link>
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			<title>Fueled by Miles, Sober Drink, and the Word that is God</title>
			<description>A poem that originated as an attempt to seek inspiration from an icicle...but soon transformed into something much, much different.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yeti/275396/</link>
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