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westcoastjournaling · 5 years
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i picked up a piece of chain from the floor, gold, sparkling, and i waved it, like an enthusiastic hypnotist at her nose.
“look at this,” i said. “it’s everywhere!” my eyes were wide, my mouth was in a half-grin.
she laughed and pushed it from her face.
i stepped back.
“do you see trails of words on the floor? letters? do you see stray punctuation all over the house?”
her smile spread wider, and  from her laughter came: “oh yeah? that’s how it works?”
“it is!” i said. “i’m much cleaner with my work than you are.”
i walked over to the keys and sat down, spread my fingers across them,
waited,
looked over, she was still on the couch, fiddling, 
i looked down to the floor, no words,
at the walls, no words hanging,
i was right, 
in the drawer, no words or letters tucked away,
i looked back at the screen and began to type, thinking, i’m sure there’s a better poem  around here, somewhere…
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CABN South Australia
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westcoastjournaling · 6 years
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Peter Quill- Guardians of the galaxy
“Sometimes, the thing you’re searching for your whole life is right there by your side all along.” -Pastel
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westcoastjournaling · 6 years
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What do you call a cow with 3 legs?
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Meet Juniper, a year old tame red fox who does everything with a smile.
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westcoastjournaling · 6 years
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Today I will throw away my map and smash my compass. I’m tired of living inside these lines. Instead, I will set sail in the direction of the wind. My only destination is forward.
Forward, V.P. (via bandaids-for-the-heart)
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I love words, their meanings, the innumerable ways of exploring them. With every thought leading into a verse, a poem, or an insight. My world expands. It is through vocabulary, that I’ve begun not only to understand myself, but develop my capacity to express it.
(via abstractdevelopment)
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Uke life
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Days gone by
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Gentle Giant
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Winter berries
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Watery Walks
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Laughing like the waves🌊
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West Coast Vibes🎵
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