I have that book. Damn the Hubble telescope! I don’t think this poem needs to be expanded so much as it needs to be fleshed out, you’re just missing “something,” and I can’t figure out what. It’s like it’s almost there.
Trying to feel AT home in this world can be a lonely
thing. Still homesick to me means, a person trying to find the place where they belong and nowhere in the photos of the Universe did a spark of recognition apprear. Very deep for such a short write. I like it Jess. You have alot of you running around in your head. You think that maybe your lost, but your not. Your right here where I can see you. Nice writing!
I think
I have that book. Damn the Hubble telescope! I don’t think this poem needs to be expanded so much as it needs to be fleshed out, you’re just missing “something,” and I can’t figure out what. It’s like it’s almost there.
Like Kim
I find it very hard to go back to edit work, but this one I think I will
cheers,
Jess
I get it
Trying to feel AT home in this world can be a lonely
thing. Still homesick to me means, a person trying to find the place where they belong and nowhere in the photos of the Universe did a spark of recognition apprear. Very deep for such a short write. I like it Jess. You have alot of you running around in your head. You think that maybe your lost, but your not. Your right here where I can see you. Nice writing!
K. Mulroney
Close! 8)
but actually I am an alien, just homesick, that’s all
cheers,
Jess
alright E.T.
phone home!