Author: bruceduluoze

Sunday Morning Thoughts: 1.7.18

So. I got another stamp in the ol’ passport. And a few more pages gone from blank to scribbles in the pocket notebook I had, with cheesy poetics, dedicated to only being used for travel. A good few leaves filled out, as went with this summer. Though different. Each time, each way, each day- all…

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leaving new york

if’n it were dim, would be romantic these lights, no good for the anxious- so, he sips the glass, as done thousands before… waiting to leave waiting to be some(where) (one) else