dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Monday, October 30, 2017


Yesterday afternoon I got stuck in bed.  My nap dragged on.  I tried to speak sternly to myself about it being time to get up.  Eventually something worked.

We watched the Sacred Peace Walk movie yesterday, Ming and our houseguest and I.  I had to try hard not to cry.  Also it's exhausting.  It makes me feel like I just put on a Sacred Peace Walk.  It's so realistic!

This morning we might go to the Bellagio to look at this art thing.  I have never been.

Yesterday I wrote a poem I like.  It's called "red."  It's kind of about that communist Russia-themed party.


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