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My South Buffalo
Every spring the formerly abandoned house has a hundred tulips pop up. It’s because I planted them. Continue reading
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Briefly Exploring a Different Experience of Being
The terms of being alive is having a body Continue reading
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3 second reverb in the silence / colored lights in the darkness
You don’t make something lovely unless you believe you can Continue reading
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When I skipped town
I loved it all. Continue reading
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Eyes Over The Bridge
Did we make eye contact? Continue reading
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Everything is change because it is supposed to be. Continue reading
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In the air
like I’m trying to catch the breeze in the curves of the road Continue reading
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On building
Imagine being the least interesting person you know Continue reading
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Stitches
It’s been a second since I strung a few sentences around here. Continue reading
Field Notes 