Another one of my 2014 photographs turned into postcard, this one begins the summer-long fascination with chicory. Once identified (thank you Carol Blackbird Edson), I began to eat as many of the petals as I could find and also found chicory showing up in the OTHER series of poems I began writing during the APPF, some of which I’ve been reading at open mics and posting elsewhere online.
The Cards I Got 2022
It does not feel like fall in Seattle where it has rained .5 inches in the last 120 days. Needless to say the air...
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