An artist (me) and practical optimist (also me) needing a place to put things, too many things to hold in heads and hands, an excess playground for words that hopefully constitute sentences, maybe lead somewhere, likely lead nowhere. Probably (definitely) about food, books, films, feelings, anger, political desires, the nameless little cultural things that slip between this and that, and that, it’s always about that.
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