on a string theory or the hanged one

Today, in between classes, I’m going to write in a new coffee shop.

We shall see, all my characters and me-how the windy writing blows, goes

and the throes of ecstatic writing that are nascent and ready to discover themselves a word and a breath at a time.

 

“Readyness is all”

“Ripeness is all”

In betwixt third quarter moon and new moon.

Best

Aisling

word count revealed later today.

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