the textures of the water within and just outside. . . . → Read More: ~tidepool immersion~ within and just outside
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the textures of the water within and just outside. . . . → Read More: ~tidepool immersion~ within and just outside In abstract algebra, seventeen is a supersingular prime, the explanation of which I had no comprehension of, which is probably a sign I never took abstract algebra, but I still think supersingular sounds intriguing. . . . → Read More: ~seventeen~ supersingular I don’t have many photos of the Neon, but hunting through photos shows me all the places the little car took us; in a sense, it’s just outside the frame of every picture. . . . → Read More: neon Every November marks a new beginning for me, ever since I started doing this crazy thing. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ magnitude And yet, you can end up being grateful for the weird thing you ended up being, all the same. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ hugs I had to hold my head a certain way to overlay the light reflections across, say, a butterfly. How I hold my head seems important to practicing gratitude, to finding light. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ yet to let me down Until next year, Kodiak. . . . → Read More: kodiak august edition It is hard to imagine writing Don’s book now that Don is gone, but then, it’s hard to imagine not sharing Don’s work with the world, too. . . . → Read More: Don |
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