I love words

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I love words. Big fat juicy ones. Little tiny bony ones. Dirty words, holy word, dark threatening stormy words. I love long, complicated, ego-stroking words and childish, fanciful words that exist only to serve the needs of children.

I adore the shape and taste and feel of new words. The 'nice-to-meet-you' birth of a word, just learned, taking its first steps, off the tongue and into the world.

I like the familiar curve of old, friendly words, stopping by to say hello. Words I know well. Words I can play with, joke with, tussle about with and then embrace warmly.

I am particularly fond of profanity. The secret weapon of words. The sweet sticky sounds that can hold an entire conversation hostage. The hard-charged F of an unexpected  "Fuck You" or the soft fluttering f of a whispered "fuck me... please."

My favorite, though, is the discovery of a word whose materiality is so organic that a gentle nudge can send it floating like a dandelion on the current of a conversation. A word so sweet as to be missed the instant it is spoken.

Today's word is Murmuration - A flock of starlings is called a murmuration.

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