like shoes underneath the desk waiting and watching with deep dark breaths of escape of elsewhere but also the cool shadow of comfort and the clarity of edges and corners right where they ought to be and no matter the doorbell the bar bill the rust of afternoon uncertainty -- the way the wary weight wears on and subtracts accidentally the strangled angles and the locked clocks that build calendar cages -- staging ground for the next left steps
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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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