when i think of deep time
limestone comes to mind first
ancient beds of sediment high
sea cliffs rising out of the surf
the uncountable dead
Scattershot poetry, prose, art, and assorted creative ammunition. A celebration of desire, language, and the revel of life through craft and frequent writing practice.
I checked my blog's numbers after my last post. My readership seemed to be exploding, but considering the volume was all from Singapore,...
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