'She's talking to that mirror again, farther?' says Misst Craddock. Father Cradock turns round slowly from the book he is eating and explains that it is just a face she is going through and they're all the same at that age.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
My crystal, your mud
The road between clarity and obscurity is paved with the refractive indices of words.
Is this the one that runs parallel to the Good Intentions Highway? Or are they the same road?
ReplyDeleteNah. That was in another country and besides the trench is dead.
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