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		<title>Kilz</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2010 18:10:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shannon Peil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A dumpster blocked my driveway.  My black sofa stuck up.  They’d seen the zippers, slit the cushions anyway.  The deputy who broke down the door was a hard-on.  He flipped through a book of poems Ani’d given me.  Nothing fell out so he tore it in two.  I said his mama must notta read to [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #ffffff;">A dumpster blocked my driveway.  My black sofa stuck up.  They’d seen the zippers, slit the cushions anyway.  The deputy who broke down the door was a hard-on.  He flipped through a book of poems Ani’d given me.  Nothing fell out so he tore it in two.  I said his mama must notta read to this one and one of the older cops laughed and he hit me.  Four days later my lawyer told me Ani’d narced me out the night she left.  Only those you trust can betray you.  All the windows were open, I could smell the Kilz.</span></p>
<p><strong><span style="color: #ffffff;"><a title="String Money" href="http://aminormagazine.wordpress.com/2010/07/19/string-money/" target="_self">String Money</a></span></strong></p>
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<h5 style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #ffffff;">© <a title="Mark Reep" href="http://markreep.net" target="_self">Mark  Reep</a>, 2010</span></h5>
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		<title>Third Shift</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 07:31:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shannon Peil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When the shift bell tolls in the mines of night, the seekers after dreams forgotten rise from their work, bind their grimy rucksacks, shoulder such burdens as they have unearthed&#8211; Some great, doubtless precious; some hollow, likely empty; some only shards, but you never know- and begin the long climb to the scales. © Mark [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #ffffff;">When the shift bell tolls in the mines of night,<br />
the seekers after dreams forgotten<br />
rise from their work, bind their grimy rucksacks,<br />
shoulder such burdens as they have unearthed&#8211;<br />
Some great, doubtless precious;<br />
some hollow, likely empty;<br />
some only shards, but you never know-<br />
and begin the long climb to the scales.</span></p>
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<h5 style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #ffffff;">© <a title="Mark Reep" href="http://markreep.net" target="_self">Mark Reep</a>, 2010</span></h5>
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