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In the spirit of Kerouac's sketches...here are some short and spontaneous prose poems.

The dryer emits
a long,
loud,
high-pitched beep
to let me know
that the clothes are dry.
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A blue bird lands
gracefully on the ground.
He hops twice
and flys away.
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The children are nestled
all snug in their beds
while visions of Charleston
dance in my head.

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so much pretty: los cabos

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