dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Friday, December 30, 2016

glorified tomato soup

Ate some bad expensive Indian food.  They gave me some rice that was in a metal dish that had a lid so hot I couldn't touch it.  I used my fabric napkin to open the lid.

Also we went to Red Rock today and enjoyed a walk in a canyon.  The earth was blue then tan then red.

Also I wrote a poem I like about my dad being gone.  It's short, which is a surprise.


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