the heartbreaking loneliness
of love
in birthday candles
tender look of a carousel horse
no one to hand me down to
space beyond nostalgia
despair for the joy unbearable
too soft the pillow
too full the table
weakness of undeserving
traditions too precious to accept
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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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