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Poetry notes all day. Only way I Can survive. Don’t mean it like that. Live, love, these vineyards, […]
With wine blipping on radar, atop the Literary pushes, find Self short on breaths. Little Kerouac, playing on […]
Wish the rain would arrive, already. Waiting, not my expertise bin. Just time for Self notes. What else […]
Driving to supply.. 2 blocks away. Actually, 1. Only feels like two. Need pushes from cup’s contents. Thinking […]