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		<description>The original writings of author UC Poika</description>
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			<title>Sorry Jessie I'm in a War Here</title>
			<description>A man stealing lesbian steals the love of your live what can you do.  It is still a woman.  You still love your woman.  There is no love lost between me and the love thieves of this world.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1374259/</link>
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			<title>Did Someone Say Free Enterprise?</title>
			<description>Exactly what the title says its about something that don't exist, not in America anymore.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1364288/</link>
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			<title>Sibling's A Sonnet</title>
			<description>Sibling interaction conveniently and expediently solved by the most brutal arguing over nothing.  Sound familiar?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1361248/</link>
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			<title>Picture Me</title>
			<description>Modern promises of a poet</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1360790/</link>
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			<title>Breathing the Sky</title>
			<description>Lover calling upon his love to join him</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1359258/</link>
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			<title>Blonde Rain</title>
			<description>A dream come true turns into a major disappointment concerning a pair of blondes and a rain storm.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1357145/</link>
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			<title>Tiger Misses Yous</title>
			<description>Girlfriends and lovers come and go in my life but me and my cat miss them all</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1356780/</link>
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			<title>Morning-glories</title>
			<description>visiting the elderly can be an eyeopener</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1356406/</link>
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			<title>Someone in Space</title>
			<description>The sky and that which comes through it is not really all that real and actually just an illusion, but existence, love, hate, fears, cheers, things like that are what's real.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1348811/</link>
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			<title>I Really Wanna Know Why</title>
			<description>We must be flowers for it seems we grow best in God's manure.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1342058/</link>
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			<title>Thinking, We Are Alien to Earth</title>
			<description>Science being world oriented manipulates the environment, ignoring thoughtful calls for beauty and peace and goodness and winds up like Eros destroying its customers for more than the sex was worth.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1340906/</link>
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			<title>I Know You But How?</title>
			<description>Mutual admiration, infatuation, recurring memory, repressed memory, a spark of embarrassment across a restaurant was it just recognition, just attraction, just . . .?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1340701/</link>
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			<title>Not Even a Promise</title>
			<description>Children demand and even promise but what if they don't keep their promises.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1338460/</link>
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			<title>Absence Makes Both Fishes Grow Fonder</title>
			<description>A chance separation required a planned reunion from the point of view of two fish hopefully in love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1337329/</link>
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			<title>The Explosion at the End</title>
			<description>Watch for it; the surprising ending.  Be prepared to read it twice.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1329201/</link>
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			<title>What is on our Lips</title>
			<description>In hoping a little but not too much, privately yearning.  But you never know what is on our lips.  That's the acrostic part, the rest is the sonnet part.  Do I tell too much in these poems?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1326870/</link>
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			<title>Seeing the Same Thing</title>
			<description>The best of lovers and the worst of criminals see the same thing each in their own way, the one disapproves the other forgives in sonnet form of course.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1324263/</link>
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			<title>Her Fantasys Death, Told to me</title>
			<description>A poem about a lover's fantasy as she tells it to the reader as if they were the one she was talking about in sonnet form.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1324236/</link>
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			<title>I am not Physical</title>
			<description>Ever feel aloof to this world, like your arms and legs and even brain aren't really yours but like protective gear in a radioactive tank.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1321583/</link>
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			<title>Far Out Love</title>
			<description>From a god's view the irony of birth control, a Dairy Queen Blizzard (really living), after having quit smoking leads to joining in the eating by eating the leftovers in the afterglow.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1320540/</link>
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			<title>The Spring (story)</title>
			<description>A search takes place for two sons one greedy, one conceited, and the father winds up missing also as love overtakes differences of opinion. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1320100/</link>
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			<title>Being with You</title>
			<description>free just to be together and to together just be!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1310286/</link>
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			<title>A Verse to a Magical Ring</title>
			<description>In this sonnet I tried to compare a poem with a ring to it to an alchemist attempting to make gold out of a lead ring; they are both rings.  You think?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1310243/</link>
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			<title>Walking to my Job</title>
			<description>Acrostic sonnet about coming across a beautiful gal who was exercising while on the way to work.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1309707/</link>
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			<title>Piranhas in the Pool</title>
			<description>Sonnet about a vacation cruise incident where several people jump of a ship into piranha infested waters hoping to have a nice swim.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1309686/</link>
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			<title>Putting the Cart before the Horse</title>
			<description>A poem on the false perceptions that plague a person in the midst of a mental situation wherein they were arrested for cruelty to animals though they belonged to P.E.T.A.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1309652/</link>
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			<title>New Old Friends</title>
			<description>An acrostic sonnet I wrote for my friend and SCRABBLE partner Julie whose name is included in the opening letter acrostic.  We've been friends for years but now have struck up a board game partnership</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1308384/</link>
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			<title>On the Single Wife</title>
			<description>Single men may think she is many women but actually she's the same one she does a lot of changing her appearances and she's the only wife he's ever known.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1308228/</link>
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			<title>I am Not a Maniac OK</title>
			<description>A silly little sonnet with an acrostic leading letter that is supposed to dispel the ideas that all spirits are mysterious creatures for many are christians which is not necessarily a saint as claimed</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1308044/</link>
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			<title>Stalker or Lover</title>
			<description>A person possessed by desire comes very close to . . . well you call it for yourself.  Love or hate.  The first letters spell IM not a maniac OK but is it true just because in the end of it guilt won?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1307526/</link>
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			<title>A Normal Woman</title>
			<description>We've all seen her in high school or at the U, but she has a different body each time and yet the same one as last time with a different dress or lack thereof to some extent tho' few are like that.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1305702/</link>
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			<title>First Love Last Love</title>
			<description>To the one who turned me down.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1305243/</link>
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			<title>The Howling</title>
			<description>Word picture with no more feelings </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1304270/</link>
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			<title>Poodle-do-it</title>
			<description>A narrative sonnet about dogs and their sniffers.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1304268/</link>
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			<title>Complexity Once and Again</title>
			<description>If the law of increasing entropy is true then it is a good question whether the universe is complex enough to = the me mind or God and all that entails.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1304141/</link>
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			<title>On Literal Love</title>
			<description>What can I do I love you, Writng?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1304124/</link>
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			<title>Would you Mind</title>
			<description>Potential love requires this question if it is to be your last love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1304110/</link>
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			<title>Love me for Him</title>
			<description>A villanelle, a 19 lined form with 2 refrains and only 2 rhymes throughout about love with perhaps a surprise in the end.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1302409/</link>
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			<title>Unknown, Believed, Known, Imagined</title>
			<description>The nature of thought.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1302278/</link>
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			<title>Thanks for Hell</title>
			<description>What God really chose for the oppressed I guess.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1301743/</link>
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			<title>Old News</title>
			<description>A factual account of my first awareness of racism.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1301159/</link>
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			<title>I Heart White Earth</title>
			<description>Another true adventure but this time on the White Earth Reservation on the way to the casino there.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1300955/</link>
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			<title>Broken Winged Eagle</title>
			<description>True story about a young bald eagle we saw on the Leach Lake Indian Reservation an open reserve protected by state and reservation personnel and the fun we had there just being tourists.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1300946/</link>
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			<title>A Visit to Red Lake Reservation</title>
			<description>A sonnet about a real trip to the outlet on lower Red lake on the Reservation.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1300910/</link>
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			<title>Opening the Seal</title>
			<description>About finding out if love is real even on the rebound.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1300780/</link>
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			<title>When it is Over</title>
			<description>What part of the present situation is really love?  Who can tell?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1300769/</link>
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			<title>White ... Native ... Homeless</title>
			<description>The Food Shelf gave me some food and I shared an apple with a homeless lady on the steps of City Hall without realizing it wasn't always like this.  Thanks to whoever made it possible.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UCPoikasBack/1300747/</link>
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