Saturday, January 01, 2011

Once More

armored flowers
the moon at its turret
the pollen is rusty
but an easier size
and more 
like my own.

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I've missed writing just for myself and any strangers Google sent my way. So the goals for the new year are:
* to write
* to keep in touch with family and friends like family on the phone or through visits 
(I guess, condensed, both those bullets signal my growing ennui with FB.)
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