Monthly Archives: September 2017

This silence . . .

Originally posted on A p r o n h e a d — Lilly:
9-22-12 This silence is not the fresh fingering of morning, the moment before the awakening. This silence is not the pure blank of night when only bugs…

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As if in a Dream

I look through my own grid, and I’m not sure how to see differently. I know just how you feel– well, not really. I can imagine walking in your shoes, but truth is I don’t. I can imagine feeling what … Continue reading

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