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me and fellow students (credit: Joey-Lee Campbell) Having just finished a 10-day creative writing residency, I feel I should write something profound. Not gonna happen. Too exhausted. Here’s the brief flashes I can remember at the moment: Met and worked with wonderful, . . . → Read More: Return from writing residency Dug up an old poem of mine while anticipating the coming season. I Wait for Colors I wait for sun to glisten on leaves that stretch to feeding rays for rain to allay the heat that sears resplendent lands as sun fades to orange So I can behold sunset, instead of dawn I wait . . . → Read More: I Wait for Colors |
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