Category: Leather & Weather
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27 July: of Leather & Weather
a journal 27 July — Somewhere Between Tunnels and Bells 05: somethingWoke before the alarm.Some nib in my sleeping mindwas writing thank-you notes:You fill my heart, thank you.You are my heat, thank you. Then the alarm rang —a clumsy editor. If I weren’t driving to France,I might’ve stayed in bed,writing gratitude like love letters to…
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26 July: of Leather & Weather
a journal 26 July — The Road Trip Prelude 04:somethingThe sun arrived first,prying open the day with gold-tipped fingers.I gathered dew from the garden — tiny pearls of morning —then let sleep pull me back like a tide reclaiming shells. 07:30Bamboo.Not a sentence — just a word.A baptism by syllable.It struck the silence like a…
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25 July: of Leather & Weather
a journal 10:33Ode to the Repairman Who Mistook ‘Noon’ for ‘Never’You said “morning” —which, in the dialect of hammers,must translate to:I’ll arrive when the moon divorces the tides. 11:14He arrived three hours late,bearing the holy wrench of redemption.Fixed the Quooker with a prophet’s calm,then drank three cups of tea,as if each sip was a sacramentto…
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