Day: February 12, 2007


A crow wakens me from a dream that you found words I wrote in private. Some groundhog far away didn’t see his shadow, so now crows pair off, dancing, cawing, impressing mates for spring. I sleep and dream you found my journals. I wonder if you read my stream of consciousness, saw the flying buttresses and spires of my heart, sketches drawn on paper, then lost. I don’t remember where I left them that youLearn More

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