"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
When it's too cold to melt
snow retreats into itself, incising pockmarks, frozen inverted orbs like footsteps weaving their way into woods.
snow retreats into itself,
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