i got a love note the other day

from a lesser known local grandaddy of poetry..

“I like your original mind”

the note said simply, scrawled across a torn out piece of recycled paper.

My original mind blushed. Once for the compliment. Twice for not being used.

It’s time to start writing again…

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~ by translating for peas on September 30, 2010.

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