wherever goose greek is.
surfaces.
cutting the sun.
iowa i guess.
angels.
they're only ten.
before the grading blade.
cotopaxi: renewal
ways of softening
white is every color
getting there
everyone leaves michigan
from the cold desert earth
first snow
yellow city
Friday, April 23, 2010
waking, resting.
Sun, March 28, 2010 8:06:20 AM waking; 9:26:23 PM resting.
it is finally quiet.
the bird clock just struck ten. it was the belted kingfisher.
the dogs are jingling in another room.
a car crescendos past the house about every six minutes. i hear everything.
i am sitting in my mother's craft room smothered by walls of old photos and inspirational quotes. there are scrapbook decals and balls of yarn and ceramic bluebirds strewn across the shelves. mary engelbreit is everywhere, and hints of a christian god. i slept deliriously on a minature doll bed in a room my mom has adorned with angels and doilies, and am trying to get over this terrible coffee and lack of sun. there were large blueberries this morning and three deer in the back yard. i'll be putting on a puppet show for my niece later today. we'll spend a lot of time driving. it really is good to be home.
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