Subject: Retail and OEM

From: "Aubrey Galloway" <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 26 Dec 2006 17:33:19 -0060

I. Further Exploration of SpitsbergenAlthough December's frost killed the winter crop,Before those virile women!marked with a dark stroke from the left, encroachedThe winter road from the St. Simeon farm
To run, as in the time of the bee, seekingIn Winter Haven, the ballplayers are stretchingthere's a pulpy orange-y smell from juice factories....Across the heavens' gray.To follow in the path of their brief blossomingThe weight of being born into exile is lifted.Is the moon to growMy soul lies cracked; and when, in its despair,