We r the cream of the crop
That long ago, rose to the top
And like a dream deferred, a glaze was burned
And what started as sugar turned into SLOP.
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U can also find me style freein over at Reality Sandwich where I'm a contributing editor
I have a piece in the recently published RS anthology, "Towards 2012: Perspectives on the Next Age"
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