There must be some reason why I originally typed in “Some Things I Say to My God” above.
Once in a while I post something from someone else’s blog because I love it so much.
This is one of them. Enjoy.
Objects, Memory and Meaning
If it can't be said in a hundred words, then it can't be said in a thousand.
sewing a handmade wardrobe
drink from the well of your self and begin again. -Charles Bukowski
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Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.
Thoughts on the world around me
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