like a stray caterwaul shawled from sheep shorn springdeep
and wonderwild there’s a style of redress we can’t press past possibility in
the fragility of an instant that’s misspent we trudge tripping fudge fingers of
fumbledown calamity past the humanity and straight on through to other (please
specify) while testifying on behalf of the last best hope for immigration for
conversation that continues – doesn’t bring you to an edge to jump off and fall
from and gasp too late when it all goes dark – park in a different spot next
time and take a deeper breath –
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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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