another time i was dead-wrong about someone at first...thought she was bitchy, discovered instead that she owns the proverbial "heart of gold." she is a deeply good person. & it all comes with stylish matching shoes & a petite tasteful purse.
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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