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Before my shade, I'll hope I've made a faint impression in the sand
My poem "Female Figure of the Early Spedos Type, 1884–" is now online at GlitterShip. It was inspired by the art of Amadeo Modigliani but honestly more by Cycladic figurines and I am delighted that it shares an episode with Rose Lemberg's "These Are the Attributes By Which You Shall Know God."
I had the migraine-caliber headache straight through to this evening, which made for a terrible night and majority of today, but at the moment I appear to have only an ordinary headache, which frankly I'll take. Now that I can look at screens again, I am going to lie on the couch and stare at a movie.
I had the migraine-caliber headache straight through to this evening, which made for a terrible night and majority of today, but at the moment I appear to have only an ordinary headache, which frankly I'll take. Now that I can look at screens again, I am going to lie on the couch and stare at a movie.
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I'm glad your headache has downgraded, at least.
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You can listen/read at the website or listen via YouTube; I just wanted to cover all bases of links!
I'm glad your headache has downgraded, at least.
Thank you! I took a ton of decongestants. I feel this is diagnostic of the problem and will say as much to my PCP tomorrow.
[edit] Hey, Whit Bissell just sold some dude a sandwich in the first thirty seconds of the movie.
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Then he got arrested on trumped-up charges and disappeared from the picture!
(I'm watching The Sellout (1952). I appreciate that its omniscient docu-noir narrator just stepped onsceen in the person of John Hodiak.)
[edit] Whit Bissell reappeared satisfyingly.