Month: November 2001

it’s all the same to me.

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i’ve been thinking about differences tonight. differences in places — differences in cities. question: do the cultural offerings of this city make up for its shortcomings? i’ve been looking down long rows of gravestones and seeing how they all make patterns that are understandable. the patterns of the dead are simply circles repeating unto themselves. the ripples don’t flow outward as they used to — the trees are quiet tonight. the wind has died down […]