May 25, 2007 10:25
. i.
i want to break the rules; i want to discover what each sentence has to offer and feel his syllables pulse against my neck because although the reality of his years might call him a boy in my mind he is a man.
ii.
she flings the pans into the hallway and throws the pots to the floor. she is tired of whispering.
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