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I'm a writer, publishing both as SJ Rozan and, with Carlos Dews, as Sam Cabot. (I'm Sam, he's Cabot.) Here you can find links to my almost-daily blog posts, including the Saturday haiku I've been doing for years. BUT the blog itself has moved to my website. If you go on over there you can subscribe and you'll never miss a post. (Miss a post! A scary thought!) Also, I'll be teaching a writing workshop in Italy this summer -- come join us!
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Twenty-first Saturday, from the edge of the Teklamakan, one day late

Mountain, boulder, rock,
Pebble, sharp sand, fine sand, dust,
Air too hot to breathe.

Rocky shallow stream,
Whitewater rapids, rushing
To escape this place.

Folded mountainside,
White, black, tan, ocher, marroon.
Green shrubs cling on tight.

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