As I said at the time …
Hey, I do “write normal” – at the newspaper office! In my poems and fiction I push the language to new frontiers, make it fly through dimensions I don’t dare explore in the daily press. Keep my insanity, too. Next dance?
Yeah, that long gray wet spell last month was a sample of Seattle – where the damn gray drizzle holds forth, pretty much unbroken, for six to eight months. Count your blessings, as they say. Or your Starbucks.
Would you say simply I miss the taste of Dungeness crab?
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