This journal is a poem, a stink, a grating noise, a quality of light These are some notes from my traveling the world and understanding my place in it. I am trying to understand more of it as I go, and hopefully that is gradually reflected on my writings.


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Then began a long apprenticeship, to become something certain in my own right, from which to see and be seen. Beyond that came the search for connections, freely offered and accepted, to confirm that the world and I, after all, were made of each other.

Ted Simons, Jupiter’s Travels