for art today

What I did for art yesterday was start making a box out of a window with a notch cut out of it so I can slip little things into it piggy-bank style.  When I’m having a hard time writing, I try to make anything.  The thing I did for art the day before that was to write a letter to a long-ago student of mine, one who was always dear to me, who is now in prison.  I wrote the letter and then went to Moe’s and picked out some books to send him.  I sent two issues of Oblek.  I almost kept one but then I remembered that I have a million journals I’ve hardly read.  What is it about collecting?

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