Let us grab the drop down-- the swim
through the waterfall, the deep shelves of books.
You are the milk I never mind warming
with my saucepan hands.
Let us say 'amen' until the voice
is rough and hoarse.
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"Listen to me. All of writing is a huge lake. There are great rivers that feed the lake, like Tolstoy and Dostoyevsky. And there are mere trickles, like Jean Rhys. All that matters is feeding the lake. I don't matter. The lake matters. You must keep feeding the lake." -Jean Rhys
Inspirations
- fear
- what I thought I heard
- between asleep and awake
- a honey bee
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