Here it is. The end of a long short-story. Ignore the left side of that first page there and read "What Matters To Me, Moon?" chapters 1, 2, 3, 4-1 & 4-2. RIGHT! I should mention that this story was previously called "The Relief of Rock At The Side Of The Road" because I needed to call it something and when I first started this story I was on a bus in Ottawa that was traveling by a rock-cliff between Holland Cross and Lebreton Flats. I liked the rhythm and assonance of the phrase, but it ended up having nothing to do with the story.
Anyhow, if you click on the tag "Daymoon" at the bottom there, you should be able to find all of my stories.
Dear readers, I swear to you, that one day and other days after that, I will upload every single story or poem or anything that I write and like. This public diary will live on and love lots. Nmaste, babes, amen.
1 comments:
man, i need to re-read this series of yours. but that shall be for another night, for now, keep on keeping on, brother.
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