Learn to say the truth of a thing – that is all.
“That liquefaction of her clothes” – a different understanding of a poem I’ve always loved.
We each have our literary bug-out bag. What does yours hold?
Healthy eating never seemed so…deep.
Everyone has at least one thing that makes them irrational.
Yes, I still have pumpkins from Halloween. Yes, they’re still good (I hope).
Of course I’m writing. What else would it be?
It’s a strange thing to be glad of losing something.
Peach tree seasons, time run soft.