I try to find meaning in the moments that prove to be more than what they are. There’s so much going on around us, frequently with high-speed internet drive and motivation, but it has always rang true what’s been said about halting the movement and taking heed of what’s lurking about in the lighter notes. On troubling days, we look to these notes and hope that they’ll sing us a song. On all other days we either take the melody for granted or we engrain it as part of our everyday, natural fleshy covered selves.
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Poetry about Strange Cars or maybe a fictional novel journal about a Dioramist protagonist who struggles with a passion for writing and a former love? Be sure to check out my published wares on Amazon if you’re interested.
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