The water knows me. The pebbles feel my sifting hands. My neighbor from the past swims by and I say It's another day in paradise, like we were never strangers and we've been here the whole time.
Homer, moon rock, inverted mountain crossed out on ramp.
A lot of things have been erased but this cloud happily survives, perhaps because it faces inward in the gap between concrete abutments. I don't want to tell you what you should do, but I hope you'll watch A Poet.
graph.
level.
Found The Lost Mary at the Blackstone Library.
A is for Anarchy. And America. Anarchy in America.
a family was walking by on the sea wall and wondered about the ramp. yeah, some skateboarders built it, i said, and they half smiled and said nothing but why is he talking to us?
