Words That Fill Longer Days.
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Ongoing, First published Jun 18, 2020
'"We should try to make a collage, OK?" Fiona Apple suggests as she sits on the floor of a New York hotel room. Last night's effort, painted and pasted onto the newspaper sports section, says, IN THE CASE OF A SHORTER GIRL STUDYING THE WORDS THAT FILL LONGER DAYS.'
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Excerpts in this life put into words that one could muster. With God-given senses, encapsulated words avoid the bright light shed onto the actual being. Hopes of melancholy fill the air, to balance out the happy and the sad. As long as it could go on, remembrance will fit like a glove in those crafted words that are carefully curated.

A compilation of works that are either incomplete, indifferent or inexperienced.

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