Posted by Loulou on Mar 20, 2013 | 0 comments

All day long I hear all these words, words, words, and I glean from them (another of my favorites—sounds like glow and clean run together, which is what I do most of the day—not run together, that is, but sort of shine and groom), I actually feel a kind of osmosis of language like sound waves all around my little black and white body and I go in an out of...

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