8.11.2010

bound.


We'll just try to keep the stars from falling.

Tonight I'm writing, and revisiting Fall 2008 -- my last year at Kansas State -- courtesy of ink pressed intentionally on yellowed pages of leather journals I bought solely for the smell. Those days I contemplated the details of life and things in black and white and wrote poetry with reckless abandon. I want to write a book someday.

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