Lori Witzel's pictures, poems and other souvenirs and artifacts.
Hunan-flavored MoonPies -- a dream or a nightmare? It's hard to figure which.
Each year it happens this way, each yearSomething dead comes back and lifts up its arms, puts down its luggageAnd says—in the same costume, down-at-heels, badly sewn—I bring you good news from the other world.(from LOOKING AROUND, by Charles Wright)Fajitas sound good! Hunan-flavored Moon Pies (-:The light in your photos, even approaching storm light, gives me hope."Love is not consolation, it is light."(Simone Weil)
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