we're kindred spirits, & would be even if we weren't related. when this former resident of 'dawna's home for wayward boys' is the kick-ass rockstar he was born to be, i won't be even a tiny bit surprised, just thoroughly delighted.
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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Can't wait.
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