On night walks, when the moon reflects cold, colorless light, the clouds look like moving continents, the darker sky behind them great and silent bodies of water.
September 21st, 2013, 11pm
Other moments in Port Townsend
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Waking to write, and watch Jack Frost work his winter touch.
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In Nature we see there is no story, that every legend, fable, myth is desperate.
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Sometimes I wake up hopeful in the morning.
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My people call...
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Flashcards. New schema for new territory.
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After the musk and scent of sweat and desperate breath...
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Somedays you either laugh or cry unintentionally.
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ferry, rainy day, Black and White
The lull of Salish swaying below me.
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blue planet, Black and White, plant a tree
I live in a beautiful little corner on the blue planet.
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