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sigh language

The best gesture of my brain is less than your eyelids’ flutter which says we are for each other  – E.E. Cummings  The earth laughs in flowers. – Ralph Waldo Emerson  Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box…Edie Brickell :: dandelion fluff … Continue reading

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Shallow Water, Slippery Rocks

. What I am is what I am Are you what you are – or what? – Edie Brickell and the New Bohemians   . If I am any thing, it is the spit shine of Lake -tossed glass, tum … Continue reading

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