if the dictionary were reliable, his picture would be under "ideal guy." they don't come kinder, funnier, or smarter, or with a more beautiful heart. which is a very fine thing, since he's exactly who i'd conjure for his beloved.
I'm a cook. And I write, sometimes about food, mostly poems. I make stuff. I get lost. I'm worried about vanishing bees, melting icecaps, the decrease of civility in the world, seedless watermelons, and whether there will be enough time for me to get it all right.
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