...time, you got me running...
Her need was as big as the stars, and he was down there on the beach, so quiet she could hardly hear him.
the answer to everything
a writing exercise. a window. a handshake, an embrace. wide glimpse of the small moments.
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
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- Name: suzy in sacramento
- Location: In Limbo
i like me best on alternate tuesdays. i find myself in t.s. eliot. sometimes i paint my toenails. but most of the time i wear socks.
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