Saturday, February 7, 2015

If my writing can be whimsical

I am glad. For such dense things have fallen beside me, not upon me, for with whimsy I can conjure others to step lightly, as time can be light if you allow it; to step brightly, for time can be very bright, if you allow it.

"Be clean," my sensibilities said, and I haven't turned back since.

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