I AM TRYING TO WRITE MY WAY TO ME, FIND MY CONNECTIONS TO THINGS THROUGH WORDS. I WRITE TO DEFINE WHAT I SEE, TO KNOW WHERE I AM GOING.
Monday, October 24, 2005
AND WE FLOAT ON since drowning aint an option we learn to swim, dog-paddle, find wood floats to hold us up, grab hands and PULL and PULL and PULL and PULL .
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