Only Sometimes Do I Like Bugs

Nov 16, 2009 02:00

nonfiction prompt on a moment in childhood, for my creative writing class    Somewhere in the hills of one of the Carolinas, or maybe Virginias-I had slept most of the car ride and missed all of the signs-my parents' friends had found a commune of artists and made a brief home. The giant farm had great rolling hills, ancient trees bent toward each ( Read more... )

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minzoel January 9 2011, 10:59:49 UTC
love it

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