‘s all good

The idea was to return to the place where the question was asked and the answer was given.

We had dinner and took pictures of each other.

No pictures of the food because we practically swallowed those whole. Later we had wine.

* * *

Earlier that evening I made a collage and gave it away as a gift.

I’ll keep what I wrote here a secret.

* * *

All of this is new to us, but we’re all for fantastic discoveries. ♥

* * *

On the writing front:

I’ve a poem up on Writers’ Bloc. Click!

In the e-mail:

Dear Ms Victoria,

We would like to inform you that your story “Salot” has been accepted for our online horror anthology, Demons of the New Year.


Thank you very much.

Sincerely yours,

Joseph Nacino & Karl de Mesa

Here’s the TOC. :D

* * *

From “What the Living Do” by Marie Howe –

I’ve been thinking: This is what the living do. And yesterday, hurrying along those
wobbly bricks in the Cambridge sidewalk, spilling my coffee down my wrist and sleeve,

I thought it again, and again later, when buying a hairbrush: This is it.
Parking. Slamming the car door shut in the cold. What you called that yearning.

What you finally gave up. We want the spring to come and the winter to pass. We want
whoever to call or not call, a letter, a kiss — we want more and more and then more of it.

But there are moments, walking, when I catch a glimpse of myself in the window glass,
say, the window of the corner video store, and I’m gripped by a cherishing so deep

for my own blowing hair, chapped face, and unbuttoned coat that I’m speechless:

I am living, I remember you.

* * *

Happy Valentine’s Day.

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