Writing
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My “coffee-thing”
It rests in my mouth like the bitter taste of burned coffee. Continue reading
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Morning thoughts on morning.
My life goal is simple. I just want all the parts to fit together. Continue reading
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The whirlwind about my head.
I have a project. A big project. Continue reading
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Needs meat on bones.
“An idea has no meaning until you do something with it.” Continue reading
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Of poets.
I can’t explain things like that….it seems to happen to me a lot. Continue reading
...the house I live in... 