April 10, 2014 § Leave a comment
the print shop
orange somewhere between red and yellow
Blake somewhere between cashews and halvah
Blake. “Those who restrain desire do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.”
Tagged: letterpress, napowrimo, writer's life
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