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The Bowery Presents

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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I want him to see my tumblr even
I’m in love I’m in love and I want to scream it
Typewriter Series #313. Typed version. Yep. I like this one. (at Helena, Montana) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpJgIE2ryxu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
“If flowers can grow through blankets of melting snow, there is hope for me too.”
— Tyler Knott Gregson, Haiku on Love
I just looked through old posts and refreshed old memories my mind had packed so deep that I could pretend it was not very bad. But something always felt strange when my mind wandered into thinking about my past.
Winter landscape.
Kyoto, Japan.
I miss Montana and the solitude I could find.
The harshness of the winter.
The beauty of the short springs.
The dirt roads
The crazy old people schooling you up hill climbs
The hype around skiing and the snow report
The good, free dogs
The hunters and the cowboys
The scraping pff of ice from the car windshield.
Seeing my breath
The silence when it snows
The crunchy fresh snow