dovefly

Sep 14, 2008 16:01


    …the air plays about the cloistered area, the musky scent of literature and many things gerontological tugging at one’s olfactory receptors. A partially stifled groan penetrates the staccato shuffling of slippers sliding along dust and linseed oil. An oddly misshapen green and yellow candle is carefully lit, painting a warm kaleidoscope ( Read more... )

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tinaisnoacronym September 15 2008, 05:09:37 UTC
Painfully bittersweet. You needed this.

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arlene273 September 15 2008, 20:24:03 UTC
that is the most amazing thing i have read in quite some time. Painful, and sad... so full of passion. thank you. for writing it, sharing it... putting it here in front of me.

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ribald September 16 2008, 04:00:27 UTC
no, thank YOU for your kind words...it just kinda tumbled out unbidden, as much of my stuff

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arlene273 September 16 2008, 12:02:43 UTC
that's the stuff I like best, when it just comes out like that.

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