thought that i could feed the hole could fill the whole gaping space between the unseen and overdone the unstrung and carried on singalong fantasies -- the kinds we we warned ourselves against -- the kind that made the curtains dance and popped the joints out of bone while the phoned home undercurrents threaten to make waves --
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While this blog's original purpose was to keep myself honest in my practice of doing daily justwrites-- 10-minute freewrites from some unusual starting points-- it has meandered to occasionally include other sorts of writing, to address other goals, and to even include other authors. Now, its main function is as a sort of verbal/ thought outcropping in public view. These are not polished pieces, and most are completely rough drafts. As some pieces may be developed through revision, your comments are most appreciated.
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