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2010-06-28 - 9:46 p.m.
nothing but words/just a shape of dream or night
it's been hot here - a dense, crawling heat. i've been working feverishly, writing my qualifying exams. the clouds billow on the horizon, crackle with heat lightning and then recede. my hair is pinned at the nape of my neck. the windows are open to the evening breeze.
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reading: grief lessons: four plays. euripides trans. anne carson.
listening to: bye bye bye - plants and animals.
working on: making blackberry jam.
in the garden: the moonflowers are blooming.
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