16 August 2010

Start With An Empty Foundation

Our friend Sterling (one day you'll see his books fer sale at Barnes & Noble or what-have-you) dropped out of the sky called Montana today. He landed on our front porch full of American stories...so we made a big meal. Sterling brought: Wine, sage from his latest sundance, and sweet-pine. While every cicada banged her spike or swung her pick...we ate like festive hogs! Huge plates of fresh corn, chicken, kale, and one grandfatherly tomato! The moon appeared & Eleanor gave him a hug just before he sauntered out into the Nothing. Janelle & I danced a sundance calinda with baby between us, in dreams...

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