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    since you told me you wanted to be a bird: Poems where MS, long-distance cycling, love, and loss intersect
    since you told me you wanted to be a bird: Poems where MS, long-distance cycling, love, and loss intersect
    since you told me you wanted to be a bird: Poems where MS, long-distance cycling, love, and loss intersect
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    since you told me you wanted to be a bird: Poems where MS, long-distance cycling, love, and loss intersect

    By Jennifer K Pauken

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    since you told me you wanted to be a bird is a collection of poems that grew out of the author's hope to capture the emotions, the hopes, and the fears experienced not only by a loved one diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis, but also by herself as witness to the physical decline, the emotional rollercoaster, and the eventual moment of goodbye. Eac

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    PublisherJennifer Pauken
    Release dateSep 1, 2022
    ISBN9781088063521
    since you told me you wanted to be a bird: Poems where MS, long-distance cycling, love, and loss intersect
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    Jennifer K Pauken

    Jennifer Pauken lives in central Illinois. She has cycled many miles of rural roads surrounding her home, as well as across the USA twice to help raise money for Multiple Sclerosis research. It was during her last cycling adventure, from Seattle to San Diego in 2017, that she wrote most of the poems in this collection.

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      since you told me you wanted to be a bird - Jennifer K Pauken

      since you told me you wanted to be a bird

      since you told me you wanted to be a bird

      since you told me you wanted to be a bird

      Poems where MS, long-distance cycling, love, and loss intersect

      Jennifer Pauken

      Jennifer Pauken

      Copyright © 2022 by Jennifer Pauken

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

      First Printing, 2022

      For my mom, Elizabeth Ellen Heath Pauken, who passed on her love for language to me and never wavered in her support of whatever I became determined to do. Though we said goodbye before the first cross-country bicycle adventure, I know you were with me each and every day, keeping me safe as I pedaled along our beautiful country’s rural roads.

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      since you told me you wanted to be a bird          

      Cicada Song                                                                

      Dream(e)scapes                                           

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