sunglasses in the living room when even the dark is too bright and the light seen as fantastic for tripping slips from the wrong song into mirrorsharp slits of glare to flare uneasily between the freezing quiet and the vacant thaw -- between and yet no motion -- frozen in resin -- in amber -- in still --
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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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