Sourdough
what is the labor of love,but the foul wind turned palatable?fermented and bubbly, funky and oozingthe smell of decay becomes umami, ...
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In the name of radical honesty, something I’ve only begun to bring into action (despite two years of pro-active work on it), I am wri...
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Sourdough
what is the labor of love,but the foul wind turned palatable?fermented and bubbly, funky and oozingthe smell of decay becomes umami, how multi-culturalit streaks overthe surface of co...
In poetry, Dec 01, 2020
Why am I writing a blog?
In the name of radical honesty, something I’ve only begun to bring into action (despite two years of pro-active work on it), I am writing this. I have lost quite a few years of my lif...
In meta, Oct 30, 2020
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