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Land and weeds

With a cold east wind and no rain, dried cracking earth, I walk the land. What the fuck am I doing, I know nothing about land, why didn't I make a spare bedroom? is a thought, then land, ancient, primal, nature, wait until it teaches you, comes next. Yesterday I walked the land and examined… Continue reading Land and weeds

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Jal

The raw sadness of MJ permeates the land, my being, the missing of a faithful friend. Cigarette rolled, it and candle lit I await the body of a beloveddog, Jal, the constant friend of MJI saw them first walking down the thoroughfareA joy in her face, a hessian rope leadmatching her braided dreadlock hairHe'd just… Continue reading Jal