despite my constantconstantmeandering, I do sometimes(sometimes)get from here to there–thereis a destination of sorts, though–thoughI lack the language to define it—“it”meaning the paths that blend–blendtogether until they are all one–onelocated always in betweenbetween Yesterday I wrote a lot of angry, despairing, depressing words but they had nowhere to go. So I went out and ran … Continue reading Rescued (Thursday Doors)
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