It’s not that I
don't care about
whatever but my
priority lists suffered
a 6.5 Richter and
I am surfing the
tsunami
now.
now.
….
Poem
June 11, ‘23
7:13 am
Alphabet Consommé, a perpetual broth, simmering with stories we eat, that build our blood and bone. Saturated, steeped, marinated in...
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