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      November 26, 2008Juanita MillerFallon, Nevada

      someone
      once lived
      in that
      old tin
      shack
      it was
      hot inside
      like it is
      in Fallon
      Nevada
      was in me
      rootless
      and wind-swept
      his hot
      wet
      my dry
      inland sea
      fossiled
      with big bones
      my heart
      a sutra
      gone beyond
      i said
      don’t keep
      your distance
      my hot
      old roof
      will
      cover you

      from #26 - Winter 2006

      Juanita Miller

      “During the ’60s I kept a brass cricket box in which I invited friends and passerby to write a small message to put in the box. Years later I opened the box. I pasted the pieces randomly onto a large piece of paper. A poem was born. In my teens I read Whitman and T.S. Eliot.”

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