no imaginary judments/of form,/the clouds







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my father came to stay with us for a few days.
he lives in a hutt in the bush. with solar power and stain-glass windows.
he cooks outside on a fire, and his pots and kettle are all burned black.

he is like a wise and cheeky child.





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1 comment:

highburnate said...

he looks amazing.