My grandmother insisted there was a small green flame in the center of everything that matters. I feel that way about poetry. I feel that way about a meal shared with friends. Here's to the small green flame in all that matters.
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Monday, November 28, 2016
Small green flame
My grandmother insisted there was a small green flame in the center of everything that matters. I feel that way about poetry. I feel that way about a meal shared with friends. Here's to the small green flame in all that matters.
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