Back, back, back. Back in San Francisco. Gone, the summer in Montreal. But return soon for a new work. I know, it's been far too long.
Friday, June 09, 2006
About Me
- Name: the Bay
- Location: San Francisco, California, United States
poet, meanderer, artist, single, pasta lover. decidedly on the quiet side, but affable enough.
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