A used-to-be wife and an always-mother/woman who is confused and limited by the words themselves...how to separate things? Dealing with Divorce, schools, kids and self...wanting to delight and surprise with words and depth, all while letting go of what I thought was Myself... now that I've really come out of hiding... what to do? blog?! shite.
'the natural object is always the adequate symbol'. . . pound
'no meaning but the things'... william carlos williams
right, the rock, baby, the rock.
thats all, thats all... i am channeling jazz in my voice and motions right this very second. smooth.
Posted by Kate Hall at 3:14 PM
Labels: one sentence, writing
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