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in my mind’s eye – July 28

7.28.2015 what did I see in my mind’s eye today   a cart of first corn full of its season   a voice on the phone with insight and care   a face across the room wrestling with frustration   … Continue reading

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10.4.2014 he built his own castle, over a three billy goats gruff bridge to a moat towered home   his grandaddy’s Gettysburg bayonet hanging from a rafter, the only gun in the house where he measures wind and water to … Continue reading

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