

Things for J. to Holdboys who get lost on the way to being little messiahs;Things for J. to Hold
girls, who sit quiet inside large rooms without ever being too small;
songs from under apology and regret, to where starlight and super nova begin everything;
the rope God used to tie us together;
water that eddies
into the falls and out of the falls, without ever thinking it was lost to the cascades;
the ground under your feet when it beeps up to you I think we're in love;
your hat, when the wind blows hard;
poems, and
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"Art for art's sake, with no purpose, for any purpose perverts art. But art acheives a purpose which is not its own." -Benjamin Constant
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*keighty
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