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the blue night
Crows representing Death (I think); a murder of Crows never so apt.— March 9, 2012 11:48 a.m.
Dear 16 Year Old Me
Very well said, nan.— March 9, 2012 11:44 a.m.
seriousness of wednesday
and now my Friday.— March 9, 2012 11:37 a.m.
Like you know what I mean
I like it.— March 9, 2012 11:27 a.m.
the wind was all about surfers on tuesday
Sometimes just the smell of the sea is intoxicating. Add the sights and the sounds and it's absolute joy.— March 8, 2012 11:29 p.m.
Dear 16 Year Old Me
We're all behind you, Brianna. Best wishes and love to you. I wish sometimes that words could be so much more than just words. Something tangible and substantial, something other than just vocalized thoughts that seem feeble and worthless in times of trauma. But, unfortunately, words are almost always all we have.— March 8, 2012 11:25 p.m.
Rotten Service at the Post Office
In a few more years there won't be a United States Postal Service. Sue her ass, Mindy, but make sure you've got a place to live, first.— March 8, 2012 11:12 p.m.
Fantasies
Sorry to hear about your troubles, nan. Get better soon, dammit. And stop fiddling with old age. Just stay away from it, okay? Nice poem, Roody.— March 8, 2012 11:03 p.m.
big box paradise
ditto— March 8, 2012 10:56 p.m.
Sand Serpent: Borrego Springs' Sculpture Park
I want to see the serpent too, but visiting the desert is so troublesome.— March 7, 2012 11:06 p.m.