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Patti Smith - Horses (full studio version) (by Twentysixbillion)
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Saturday night dragonfly
Posted on November 22, 2011 | No CommentsA dragonfly hovered strangely at eye-level outside my car window in August. I thought it must mean that my friend Joan was dead. I was stopped at a red light.... -
Endings, beginnings & my first Blogher
Posted on August 4, 2010 | 4 CommentsIt’s a funny thing, this business of living through periods of chaos. A long term illness ends. A person dies. You’re insanely busy getting a funeral together and somehow after... -
Andyman
Posted on July 19, 2010 | 5 CommentsI’ve run along the periphery of Columbus music for 16 or 17 years, and sometimes right through its center. I’ve written about it, talked about it, consumed it, even married... -
Applesauce
Posted on July 12, 2010 | 4 CommentsMy son and I went to the grocery store today. It had been days. As we finished up in the self-checkout lane, an older woman behind us didn’t wait for...




