serve your own dish your own missed potatoes like craters in the outfields of memories -- the dandelion pies disguised as gym class that outlast the territorial boundaries that flee the scenes that shout in the midnight parking lots until all of the neighbors call out
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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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