Returning to a favorite downtown cafe. Late afternoon coffee and a sweet. How I love the landscape of these copper tables. Moon and desert comingle. The shadow of a thousand crows. Next time, I'll remember to ask for a spoon.
lunar matters consume them as they prepare their next book. how to write about what we can not see, but always hear about, always dream of seeing one day. from launch to landing, all sorts of activity--love in its infinite forms keeps reappearing and enlightening us on earthbound travels.
lunar matters consume them as they prepare their next book. how to write about what we can not see, but always hear about, always dream of seeing one day. from launch to landing, all sorts of activity--love in its infinite forms keeps reappearing and enlightening us on earthbound travels.
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