write a letter that wasn't delivered and then another and then whole words of alphabets returned to sender and no forwarding address for redress or further questioning -- the rejection seen through incremental steps back collapsing on a path that once trended forward and tended more words than a growing garden could sow or reap or keep close but the blooms exposed to cold turn metaphors to mold and dust and rust the trust so slowly built and rack to ruin and mildewy guilt -- no one's home in the house that jack built --
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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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