-now you call me honey-

the city has the newness and the familiarity only a strange city can have. i am amazed by the openness of it. standing here i see all the way. i could stand anywhere and i'd still see all the way. it reminds me of the city that i called home between '07 and '13. but …

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-the small steps-

look at you. false starts. impossibilities. pitfalls. and here you are now. you have come this far. stop. listen. smell. feel. see. sit down for a minute. rest. you are here now. see the small steps. they have brought you here. see the small steps.

-i think of you often-

i think of you often. of all the things i want to say. have not said. dunno how to say. i write you often. last week i sat down on my desk in this white room. surrounded by books because the people i house with are also book lovers. you would love it. i sat …

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-sampling art in Newfoundland Foundry-

A friend recently invited me to go to a sculpturing studio and while i am not a big fan of sculpture as an art i gladly went with her. I loved it. The Newfoundland Foundry gentle people:

-the winner stands alone-

Today is the most important day of your life. Your happiest. You have reached and gained purchase. And yet you sit alone; your left and your right blank. Today is also the saddest day of your life.

-the last time i am homesick-

The last time i am homesick i am sitting in a theater hall. It is packed. i am here with friends. The show opens with a song that reminds me of honey. let the birds of the air tell mama that i miss her. this song breaks and balms my heart at the same time. …

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-Sept 2013-

i sit here sun shining bright and magical just as it shines at home kisses and welcomes me home wind singing in a hum that lulls me soft and gentle not as angry as the Winter winds in Antalya the waters flow in perfect harmony. i sit here and go back go back to Sept …

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