Poet Laundry
Poetry by Jennifer Wagner. From grit to sparkle.
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Clayton
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Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Grandma's Picnic Table
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Paint peeling, wood splitting, flies swarming her trailer, sweltering heat in that clay and lime town— but, oh! the tart and bu...
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Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Grandma, Mickey and Me
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“It forks in and out a little like the tongue Of that frightened garter snake we caught At Cloverfield, you and me, Jenn...
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