The Housecleaning Poem
my house
thanks me
when I
clean it by
embracing
me with
sweetness
and not
smelling like
someone
died.
-Ryn Gargulinski.09.30.09
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About Me
- Ryn Gargulinski
- Born in Michigan only to take a Greyhound to New York City at the age of 18. Moved after 17 years to New Mexico, after the city started feeding on me. Got goats, a dog and a job offer on the West Coast, where I dreamed on the ocean but drowned in the rain. Thus I up and moved to Tucson.
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