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    Three Pounds of Flax
    Three Pounds of Flax
    Three Pounds of Flax
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    Three Pounds of Flax

    By R. M. Green

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    A collection of 48 prose poems by R. M. Green combining equal parts Buddhist philosophy, humor and good old fashioned crazy.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBig Buddy Publishing, LLC bigbuddypublishinggmail.com
    Release dateSep 19, 2014
    ISBN9781941877036
    Three Pounds of Flax
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    R. M. Green

    R. M. Green traveled and lived all over the world, from Southern Germany to southern Maryland, only to end up back where she started. She has been writing professionally since 1996 and for fun since before she was born. Or at least that’s how she remembers it.She currently splits her time between writing, real life and taking care of two particularly stupid cats.For more information, check out her bio and contact page on Big Buddy Publishing: http://www.bigbuddypublishing.com/rmgreen.html.

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      Book preview

      Three Pounds of Flax - R. M. Green

      Self-Inquiries

      A scientist places his leg on an operating table. He makes an incision in his thigh.

      I have discovered pain! smiles the man. He makes a note of his discovery in ballpoint pen alongside the incision.

      He enlarges the slit. A red liquid appears.

      I have discovered blood! notes the man. He writes blood on his thigh with the ballpoint pen. He draws an arrow next to the word.

      The man carefully wipes the blood away with a paper towel. More blood appears. The man wipes this blood away too.

      The man wedges his scalpel deeper into the incision. I have discovered another layer of pain! cries the man, Followed closely by another layer of blood! He diligently records his discoveries.

      The man continues his research, and is amazed to discover that legs are made up of a seemingly endless montage of pain and blood. This contradicts his hypothesis that there must be some deeper truth underneath.

      But just as he is about to become discouraged, he uncovers a new layer. Eureka! shouts the scientist. I have discovered dizzy!

      Two Feet Already Dancing

      A baby was born with two feet already dancing. This caused considerable stress in the delivery room.

      Nurse! cried the doctor, Check if we have any spare feet!

      The nurse ran to the back. She combed through the storeroom. There were no spare feet, not a single one. The nurse brought back hands instead.

      The doctor attached them to the baby above the old feet.

      Now the baby had four feet, two of which were hands. The feet that were feet were still already dancing.

      Doctor! cried the nurse, bursting back into the room.

      What? cried the doctor.

      Why are we crying instead of the child?

      Doppelganger

      It had been there all along, hiding among the smiling egos of her poetry class. When she approached the thing it crouched on the floor and looked at her flatly. It was like a crumbling yellow toad.

      Let’s talk about religion! spoke the thing. Let’s talk about physics!

      She turned away and left the room. The creature hopped after her lopsidedly. Let’s talk about pop psychology! it ventured. Bits of the creature were sloughing off. They

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