Poems: 32D-9

Every Monday morning, when I’m making tea in the office, I’ll “write” some short poems on the refrigerator. Some of these are horrifying, some sweet, but mostly quirky. I hope one day this collection will become part of my (many) fond memories of the time I spend at MIT Linguistics.

You can find the most recent ones if you ever drop by the kitchen on the 9th floor of Building 32D (hence the name 32D-9).

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