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  • I am around the corner, putting leaves in between the pages. Gertrude Stein is behind the bakery sounding out sentences she can use as syntax. Richard is upstairs studying French, and I am around the corner with my thick fingers in the mud, digging out the roots of the ginger leaf.
    Why does Richard study that nonsensical language with its long winded phrases and unfinished sounds? Why does Gertrude resonate with the resonance of words rather than the syntactical structure. I am here, mud covered fingers grasping for answers.
    Why does Richard memorize form while Stein rejects it?
    Why do I collect forms rather than respecting them for what they are?
    Here is that long lingering leaf I found in the woods. And here is the one I picked for you.
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