One of the larger saucers absorbing the spilling edge of my goblet. More than a chalkboard for the contents of my zine. A first draft.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Smoking
I think about smoking all day, all day long. I can't roll my own cigarettes and I rarely smoke cigarettes that are not rolled by Syndny. I rarely smoke at all. But I think about it all the time.
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