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[starfrosting]

My palms smell like bleach, wiping the counter clean, spraying down the fridge, picking crumbs up off the floor. I've been on such an organizing sweep lately, photos into folders and the surfaces of our house. Meanwhile my whole body is singing of knots, stretching open: making fists and tying lines, finding space and pulling tight.

Comments

[toughgav.livejournal.com]

oh, i miss you. it's springtime, i guess, eh oli? happy pesach. today we are free.

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[starfrosting.livejournal.com]

it is springtime, though it's kind of cold here now. and happy Passover to you too. as a friend of mine once said, may you leave whatever mitzrahim behind.

[el-convenio.livejournal.com]

oli face - shit like that makes me miss that shit that used to come out of my mouth at vassar. i've decided i dont ever want to work again. its a good plan right?

[starfrosting.livejournal.com]

absolutely. what's this about taking a month to go travel around south america?