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lots

Gmorning. Today our friend arrives from the southwest. She will come by bus. I’m wearing yellow.  Last night I wrote a poem in the middle of the night that I really like. It’s called “apple.” I had a dream I got arrested, but not by cops. It was some other kind of arrest. Maybe by… Read More »

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love you, reader

We are getting ready for the Sacred Peace Walk.  People start arriving tomorrow.  Are we ready? No.  But today we got an influx of food from the Worker.  There is breakfast food, lunch food, snack food, and dinner food. I think I’m going to reject the sugar-free pancake syrup and the baking soda.  The rest… Read More »

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extruded

Last night while he was half-asleep, Ming used the word “extrude” and I was impressed.  He was talking about Trader Joe’s sesame stix.  They are extruded. I am wanting to run, not walk, away from my responsibilities, hide out, isolate, and do nothing but goof off.  But there’s lots to do.  Sacred Peace Walkers begin… Read More »

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snack bag

We saw a sign today saying TEMPORARY ROAD.  The paint was peeling off.  I know if I don’t have a picture, it might as well not have happened.  The light turned green and we had to go. People appreciated my poetry at a party last night.  I was too shy to read it, so a… Read More »

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sunflower greens

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library time