Sunday, January 27th, 2008
And the grandfathers said you shall be wed to this man
And you went to the river and said how much I love this man
And the time he touched you seemed well yea
And all the right things happen to him but not to you
And the garden is sprawling with beautiful things
And ...
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Friday, January 4th, 2008
When Galina Mikhaylovna found the glossy but book-worn photo of a young girl in a swimming suit, reclining playfully on a sofa, she thought it odd that it looked so old. The photo was on top of some branches next to a sixteen floor highrise. The highrise was a stamp ...
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