spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Although my blog doesn’t include photos. I thought, what the hell, I’ll do this one.
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Art Consignments in Ninilchik, Alaska
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Poetry by Charles Joseph
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
Writer and Artist
a collection of short poetry from an autistic mind
Poetry, Photography, and Thoughts
The Lies in the Skies Exposed
"When I am writing, I am trying to find out who I am..." --Maya Angelou
Welcome to my tiny corner of the universe filled with poems that I have written.
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Butterwell's Blog
... from a silent space
Raw Earth Ink 
I’ll try! 🙂
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Love the contrast!!
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I love the snow. So fresh and beautiful, blanketing everything and then sometimes the grass manages to show itself in spite of the multitude of white crystals.
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I know what you mean, we get that here, too!
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Why don’t you include photos?
Just curious
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Because I want my writing to speak for itself.
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Oh ok
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