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Day 315 of Project 365: Spine Poem

I stayed up until stupid o’clock writing a draft of a new story. It wasn’t so much writing as it was taking a bizarre left turn into another story entirely. But at least the crappy first draft is done.

My reading material for this story made a poem when I lined the spines up.

Day 315 of Project 365: Spine Poem

gratitude: wrangling uni deadlines over videochat with B · seeing “Looper” on the big screen with friends · being one day closer to this supremely hectic week’s end

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I acknowledge that I live and work on stolen Cowlitz, Clackamas, Atfalati, and Kalapuya land.
I give respect and reverence to those who came before me.