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Sunday, 14 October 2012

197. Unbroken

Among the gravel
lies a whole, empty snail shell:
Fibonacci's swirl.
at 08:10
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About Megan Hippler

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Hello. I'm Megan: native West Virginian, poet in the Pilbara, mountain lover, and full-time algae farmer.

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  • ▼  2012 (276)
    • ►  December (30)
    • ►  November (30)
    • ▼  October (31)
      • 214. A Hint of Rain Clouds
      • 213. The Escape
      • 212. The Spider's Lament
      • 211. Spring Fever
      • 210. Portuguese Lessons
      • 209. Lost in the Tasks
      • 208. The Headache
      • 207. Smokescreen
      • 206. Fly Season
      • 205. The Art of Tumbling
      • 204. The Red Flowers
      • 203. A Touch of Heat
      • 202. Barbecue Night
      • 201. Glimpses and Fragments
      • 200. Nearing Dusk
      • 199. Sun-kissed
      • 198. White Hot Sand
      • 197. Unbroken
      • 196. No Goal in Sight
      • 195. Patriotic Duty
      • 194. The Dust Storm
      • 193. The Cockroach
      • 192. Palm Fronds Gossip
      • 191. Headaches
      • 190. A Night at the Movies
      • 189. The Answers
      • 188. The Process of Sleep
      • 187. When the Days Grow Hot
      • 186. Spring Cleaning
      • 185. Under the Coral Sun
      • 184. On the Doormat
    • ►  September (31)
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