i am an unrequited astronomer, pretend patient, gentle adventurer, pedal enthusiast, recovering calligrapher, occasional thespian and unfinished poet living in portland, oregon. contacting me via email is usually a good idea.
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"look at the moon," michael said as we left zupan's. it was low enough in the sky that it just skirted the skyline, and because it was still early enough and the sky was still blue, all the white christmas lights wrapped around the trees made it look as if the stars had fallen from the sky & clung to them. later, the moon was surrounded by a nimbus, and even later still, it was obscured entirely by clouds.