October 10, 2026 · 3 min
The Window Facing the Sea
The table where I write, and the one grey view I never tire of.
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A short poem every Friday, with a few lines on how it came and where I will read next.
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Postcards I Did Not Send
Small cards, a pencil and the people I kept meaning to write to.
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