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for short shots contest, Venus Transit 2012 |
| Venus Transit 2012 We could not see the Venus Transit from our latitude but could sense her perambulations. The Naples sunset was shuttered by clouds though pinpricks of light gilded the sand. My dog, Audrey, pulled by the tides, orbits and gravity chased hermit crabs through the surf, and discovered a dead fish smothered in seaweed. Earlier that year, pulled by his pain, Tommy Gabel decided to morph into Laura Jane Grace. Audrey, Tommy and I will not be alive for the next Venus Transit. And I, pulled by my sadness pen poems for no one. 18 lines written forr
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