sparkle for-- laugh with-- moments
when i couldn't-- did.
(new photos with my writing students on flickr there's no way you can't smile looking at these... they really do inspire me. enjoy the weekend. x c)
................................................................................................................. consider this like a big stack of all my words and haiku that i've left strewn about--- scribbled all over paper napkins, my moleskine notebooks, post-its, twitter, texts, emails, my head, my desk, cafes, papers at the bottom of my purse, my walks-- things tripped over picked up, dropped-- and picked up and held on to along the way--- x c
my dad thinks i write
"yakitori" poetry
{he's an engineer}
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