Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
cat doodle
some words to the man who was only ever part of this blog in spirit, though we all wanted more:
now strangers are beautiful and pure, not threats. every moment has a different weight, like gravity itself has changed.
a handful of breaths knocked us all over, piled high. we're scrambling to pull ourselves and each other to steady, sure feet.
as jeff said, now we all shoulder a bit of your pain. and gladly. hang on tight.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
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