In a letter to Emil Henry Miller once Imagined, A few feet of earth for himself. With a big single room Built upon it. Furnished with a stove A water basin. And a hugh desk with a bookcase Near by and an easel. He thought there he might have solitude While the outside world may, in sufficient fashion, float in his life, through, out again. And so I too wonder. When God has created the new heaven And the new earth. Might I too have such a house as Miller? __________ Copyright ©️ 2022 SDKilmer, llc HeardWords America All Rights Reserved www SDKilmer com
The Existential Writings of an Adoptee & Introvert