dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Friday, April 20, 2018

the good work

My new friend sent me some zines.  I read a poetry one.  It's fantastic.  It's grittier than mine.  I am still getting to know her--she's one of those people who looks like a perfectly normal human but is really strangely remarkable.  I like when that happens.

I gotta get my show on the road.  Visioning meeting today--those can last and last.  It's the good work.

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