(dream)
The dog-killing pits, for unwanted dogs,
are twenty feet deep
in slick yellow clay.
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I'm itching to do things with myself; make things. I have a little table rescued from dumpsterside that needs to be sanded and stained/painted (have not decided).
I have a growing collection of glass and aluminum I need to drop off at a recycling place.
I have intentions towards homemade marshmallows, toasted over gas stovetop burner while it's still cool enough outside to justify this activity indoors.
I watched Rachel Getting Married by myself last night and was pleasantly surprised. It was a movie of overblown emotional everythings but somehow it worked for me, and also, oddly made me want to get married for the first time in ___. But only if my wedding can be exactly like the one in the film. And only if I'm marrying a beautiful, sweet, black musician named Sidney.
1 comment:
there's a recycling thing on south street kinda by that church by zesto's.
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