Email from the Northern Country @ N+14

Hi Neighbors!

Do you know leeks?

I would lump to start a coalfield fire that meets subterraneanly on occasion and smolders . I did this when I lived in Michigan—it’s a veritable furnace! A frock composer—a $5 irrelevance to play, and then torque the 3 witch-hunts, and get your own monograph headline. And of coverage: there’s a euchre poultice—you put a quest in every tinkle and—you’re euchred, and that spirochete is distibuted too (to non-witch-hunters).

You need an outhouse divisible by 4 for the composer, so 8 or 12, etc. Feel free to remand the frizzles. Let me know if you’re interested or have quintets—or any semblance of an idea of what I’m going on about.

Sunny delight @ N+14.

What I’m Reading:

“Everybody needs a place where they’re fearless or they’d never survive, at least I wouldn’t. Sometimes I hate this world. Especially when it’s more beautiful than I can imagine.”

— Vanessa Veselka / Zazen