Think of each post as a postcard from the daily adventures of a poetess who misses you more than any words can describe. Please send your own back.
Friday, January 16, 2026
The Pages Don't Turn themselves
I keep re-reading the same books over and over again, wondering when the words are going to mean anything new at all. I do that with all your letters and postcards too, in case you were wondering.
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