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Emptiness is Everything
Emptiness is everything, exist and you are owned. If I could step out of my body, burst into bloom I …
The Random Art of Beautiful Days
Here’s one that’s been around for a few years. One of my favorites… When the telescope came in the mail …
Not enough to drink…
So this morning I woke up and had a glass of wine for breakfast. As I sat at the table …
Poetry on the run 