30.3 To Milk An Almond
And they are sweet, the little hills of up New York. You never see tigers, blade-hipped,behind the harps. Never hear fracking. How is it they come rounding out the straight of a winter city street as...
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Love the details and oddness of this. "Scritching" is of course a word that's hard to find in a dictionary. I like how the hills are beloved and sweet, and the idea of a brown paper skirt. One of my...
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I too liked the walking woman in her brown paper skirt travelling case-creasedLovely visual
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Lots to attend to here and lots to like. What caught me was: Wizened. Like knowledge accrued . . .
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