This is not where I am staying. But it scares me.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
The Gateway to Hell is just across town
Labels: Guatemala City, Hades, sinkhole
Posted by On poems and stories and light at 8:23 PM
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- On poems and stories and light
- follow no path all paths lead where truth is here - ee cummings Stories help us feel when we are unfeeling, to shine when we are fading, falling, frightened or forgotten. Most of these pieces were written in between blocks on my walk home; none took more than a minute or two, none are edited after (even when bits are lost). Sometimes they are truly real, sometimes only real to me.
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