have you heard the good news about miso?
a lot of our neighbors have. they
squeal with
delight when arrested at her sidewalk
stakeout. i wish i knew where
i could find
all the selfies i've spied people taking
with
her. sarah's in
philadelphia chasing a
river art dream but it's a consolation to
wake up to this snowy sunlit scene,
quite a counterpoint to the movies
i've been watching late at night in
insomniac solitude--classic
noir
and the goofy
gorefests
sarah
can't
stomach. maybe i'm on
a film jag because i've been
working at seattle
film
institute,
soundproofing
the wall between studio
and editing room. it's
inspiring to be in a
space dedicated to
creativity where dreams
are turned into illusions,
glass more than half full.
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