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I am a nomad, a resident of the realm of stories. My own stories, and those of travelers I meet on a path, unknown. Stories fashioned from the chaos of memory. Stories a little bit true, a little bit false, and the rest just made up. Only inside our stories, in what is said, and unsaid, do we discover the light and shadow of that worth touching, of all that is human ~ zachary jack marcus

Saturday, April 20, 2019

Something

“I believe in my mask-- The man I made up is me

I believe in my dance-- And my destiny” 

~ Sam Shepard
Posted by Zachary Jack Marcus at 12:18 PM
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