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sarah vap: american spikenard
austin ratner: the jump artist
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- spektor expectations
- dates for things to be due
- the art of being there
- golden winter
- professional quiet.
- hanging onto the vine
- folding the fall into roses
- buying handmade
- 1920s spies
- saving your skull in style
- sneaking down staircases.
- small batches of celebration
- knitting (up) a storm
- trying it on for size: round-up!
- big news & traveling by tram
- photographing lonelinesses
- worrying.
- pirated hearts!
- the poetics of bridging
- getting your motorbike back
- missing people
- tentacular tuesday
- peony garlands
- shining shoes & dry feet
- unusuals
- living in books
- velveting
- resting in a nest of locks
- ornamenteering
- flea markets of paris
- antique apartments
- first frosts & ribbons: flapper modern
- troubadour
- a lighthouse, a visit
- the world is in a crazy hazy hue
- elegant phoning
- a teapot, a sofa
- gun powder plots revised
- across ocean bridges
- wanted: tomato tights
- gravitating out of bed
- snippets of histories
- actor out of work
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words i'm reading, poetry
sarah vap: american spikenard
words i'm reading, fiction
austin ratner: the jump artist
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