This familiar paper cup • This brown cardboard sleeve… Continue reading →
I went outside to sit with the daffodils today. It may snow. That’s right. It may snow. Won’t be the first time the daffodils have been beaten down in their glory but it seemed a good idea to sit with … Continue reading →
I did a bunch of things unrelated to poetry for most of the day. I guess that’s most days. I did end up with a bowl of a really tasty bean soup made with some leftover lamb and some smoked … Continue reading →
Thanks go to @jamesvictore for this great quote (from his How to be Brave and Scared Shitless webinar): We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. … Continue reading →
sweater, fleece, and socks. make the coffee. •
toaster counts the minutes. Pour the first cup.
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When you have to make a choice and don’t make it, that is in itself a choice.
