I've woken with a different understanding of the last two decades with my son. In the pre-dawn darkness, I make notes, trace underlying connections, am open to what patterns are emerging.
The patterns are like deep ocean currents and not what the current weather is.
Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
-oh, writing process- on Metaphor
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