
-from Group of Seven Awkward Moments
This struck me as inexplicably kindred with the Clampitt poem below. Grieve on, grievers.
It ain't the Stray Dog, but my friends, it is a cabaret. It has been said that we are blessed with a resident demon. He taunts us to write, to overcome even ourselves. As Ms. Bishop tells us, there is only one way to oust the marauder: Write it!

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