This fat day,
with its bare branches, precedes no more
ashes for me.
Wipe foreheads, clocks, songs, stairs, smoke
stands, seeds, souls
down. Just for today. Tomorrow I still may
go lean.
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Night & Day Poems of Amy Nash 
Haha, funny!
Have you REALLY been blogging 3042 days? That’s astonishing!
You should put together a best-of category…from your point of view. Some of us would love it!
I think you’re a fabulous writer.
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Oh, no. I’ve only been blogging for about a year and a half (540 or so posts). Day 3,042 refers to the number of “day poems” I’ve written. I started writing a poem a day 8 1/2 years ago when I stopped drinking. I like counting things.
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