October 16, 2007

We tried not to rock our chairs. We might have spilled our dinners. We reached across to each other. We held hands. We let go. We let go. We let go.


  1. so tender, so gut-wrenching… so few words, and it puts a lump in my throat. mmm. i like these flashes of yours.

  2. Thanks, chica…glad you’re liking them.

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