Thoughts on an empty space
As the world kept him thinking in turns so would the blank, empty, undiluted space in the upper right corner of his unimaginative American blog. It left itself for last - as if it knew it was much too smart for him - as if the search bar that had once been there was an overture to another space in time - as if that corner meant more than it really did.
Some kind soul found my iPod a…
Some kind soul found my iPod and left it with the Tice’s corner Apple Store – I left it on a bench outside after buying new earbuds.
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