So how do you write?
Take something everyone else takes for granted and stand it on its head. Imagine their faces as what these people expect blows up in them. Find your inner imp and follow where she leads.
Saturday, March 25, 2006
A short, untitled walking poem
also for Socorro
I'm familiar with pavement and soft crumbly non-skid asphalt. The odd pointed stone caught underfoot and caught up in your shoe
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