It was for freedom, for myself and from this land.

May 15, 2006 20:11

Last night the wind found February's remains, dug them up and strung them out on chain link fences, the winter's funerary shroud hung with the morning wash. By comparison, everything is stale and static. This house now has the odor of stagnant textiles in some decrepit hotel. Inside this room; dust motes languishing on the sill ( Read more... )

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All things know! cheesyjessi May 16 2006, 02:56:20 UTC
So much love to you, my dearest and most graduated Sarah ( ... )

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carcinogenminds May 18 2006, 00:01:17 UTC
My sister said that your speech at graduation was wonderful. I am sorry I missed it.

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