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Category Archives: WORDS
As One of You Observed: Yes I do long for a Group
My current posting on facebook: What’s happened to Face Book? Unexplained (to me) Changes New fiends (Freudian error, I promise) have unexpectedly been added. I’m not agin’ them, I just don’t know them. Yet. Looks like I will soon, tho. … Continue reading
How Is It That Words Can Comfort?
Most times words miss their mark. They rain down in torrents, oblivious to us and us to them, not even in our existential language. We feel bruised by them, misused, overcome as though embattled. How, then,is it even possible … Continue reading
