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collection

there's not a particular order to these, so explore as you please. if you're looking for more than just the written word, check out my spoken and extras pages.

unfinished

I was smelling a freshly built fence and thinking  of being held.  — my dad’s a contractor,  a carpenter to some — I am at a loss...

sand

it must be your fault.  three quotes I’ve been ruminating on recently:  “I rejoice that things are as they are” – ash wednesday, t.s....

welcome to staying awake

hello!  I can’t come to the phone right now.  please leave a message.  hello!  I can’t come to the phone right now due to the crippling...

talk to me. tell me if you run hot.

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