This is writing that doesn't fit into any particular category. It's not prose and it's not quite poetry. It's not quite sane but it's something healthy. Not all of us have it figured out. I sure as hell don't. It's a series of locutions on madness and locura.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
A position
It seems as if I have found something I need to do. Take pictures. Record what I see. Tell people what I know before I take these days for granted, one by one, two by two.
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