Saint Paul and sometimes Brooklyn, occasionally Covington
Sober one day at a time for 4037 days
No gurus
No gods
What I’m reading at printedword.bsky.social
https://sixnotebooks.com/nb2_poetry/metta/
Nothing will ever match that disaster
Nothing will ever match that disaster
The hope alive
The hope alive
Any breathing person could have completed those passes
Any breathing person could have completed those passes