That's what friendship means: sharing the prejudice of experience.
a good book can make an almost impossible existence, liveable ( from 'the luck of the word' )
I was only photographing in words the reality of it all.
We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting
we only asked for leopards to guard our thinning dreams.
not writing is not good but trying to write when you can't is worse.