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THE NOWHERE & EVERYWHERE OF IT ALL Without a second glance I step into the book. I have Great Expectations. Just pop in to be Pip yet again. I hide in the full stop at a page's end. Nip in between the space between word & word. My mother's voice seeks me out. I leave just as Miss Havisham  goes wooooosh!!!! Or I step surreptitiously into a Jack B. Yeats becoming pigment becoming paint. Here being blue. Now being red. Thinking thick impasto thoughts. Shape shifting from horse to rider to sea. There is nothing I can not be. "Dónall...Dónall...where...have you been!" "Nowhere..!" I say ( and sotto sotto voce ) everywhere....everywhere.
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 6:07 PM UTC
THE NOWHERE & EVERYWHERE OF IT ALL
THE NOWHERE & EVERYWHERE OF IT ALL Without a second glance I step into the book. I have Great Expectations. Just pop in to be Pip yet again. I hide in the full stop at a page's end. Nip in between the space between word & word. My mother's voice seeks me out. I leave just as Miss Havisham  goes wooooosh!!!! Or I step surreptitiously into a Jack B. Yeats becoming pigment becoming paint. Here being blue. Now being red. Thinking thick impasto thoughts. Shape shifting from horse to rider to sea. There is nothing I can not be. "Dónall...Dónall...where...have you been!" "Nowhere..!" I say ( and sotto sotto voce ) everywhere....everywhere.
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 6:07 PM UTC
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