Astrologists warn me things will start to get more elusive this week. The month of the Fish. We need to be fluid and flexible and dive under the surface. We need to grow gills.
I was offered to publish my 'poems'. They called them poems, I said are they and they replied they could refer to them as recipes if I very well wished so.
I do not do verses, ok. It`s what I call three-dimensional experiences. Still, I must come up with a small selection of poems, send them to the deputee editor of the magazine and then pray the 'poems' are not perceived as a disastrous attempt at getting out of the box.
So... I need to delve deeper into matters, right...Delving into my own work seems to be giving me a real hard time. I rest my case. Good night.
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