WHITECLIFFS
this is such a magical place! with skulls and streams and appaloosa horses. it's where my friend
of so many photos, mea grew up. and where her parents held the legendary whitecliffs music festival
...emmylou harris played right there - on that stage that stands like a ghost in a dusky field.
in watermelon sugar the deeds were done and done again as my life is done in watermelon sugar. i'll tell you about it because i am here and you are
distant.
our lives we have carefully constructed from watermelon sugar and then travelled to the length of our dreams, along roads
lined with pines and stones. i have a bed, a chair, a table and a large chest that i keep my things in. i have a lantern
that burns watermelontrout oil at night. that is something else. i'll tell you about it later. i have a gentle life.
such a beauty. listen.
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