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Ongoing, First published Dec 06, 2015
Through quiet corners in the afternoon and empty houses in the evening, I put aside everything to write what came to mind, and to mold those thoughts into something unique, something me. A month of words spilled out of me, more than had ever spilled before. What follows in the segments of this piece is the results of those days in April.All Rights Reserved
Table of contents
- 5/2/14: "Too tired to speak..."Tue, Dec 8, 2015
- 5/3/14: "I find myself a bit of a wreck..."Tue, Dec 8, 2015
- 5/4/14: "I need to step out the door..."Tue, Dec 8, 2015
- 5/7/14: "Last Call for a Dead Duke"Tue, Dec 8, 2015
- 5/8/14: "I want to dream of the ocean..."Tue, Dec 8, 2015
- 5/9/14: "From the outside looking in..."Tue, Dec 8, 2015
- 5/10/14: "The message is brief..."Tue, Dec 8, 2015
- 5/11/14: "I don't want to be the writer tonight..."Tue, Dec 8, 2015
- 5/12/14: "I'm only finishing what Atwood started..."Tue, Dec 8, 2015
- 5/13/12: "Thinking, thinking..."Tue, Dec 8, 2015
- 5/14/14: "A routine awakening..."Tue, Dec 8, 2015
- 5/15/14: "Today, I decided I was going to smile..."Tue, Dec 8, 2015
- 5/16/14: "A lyric heard in passing..."Tue, Dec 8, 2015
- 5/17/14: "Those moments always talked about..."Tue, Dec 8, 2015
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