Trucks, cars, highways, landscape, good writing.
"You cannot travel on the path, before you have become the Path itself."
Friday, July 31, 2020
1968 Chevrolet C20 Longhorn
from the poet Eva H.D., in Toronto. "Delaware Ave. The street on which I wrote Rotten Perfect Mouth. She’s a little punched up, as you can see. But I love this era. The awkward teenage phase, forever.
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