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The surface of the day

May 26, 2009

She awoke like a mermaid, her legs bound by the covers, her hair fanned out against the pillow. Dawn had seeped into the room without their noticing, and she held her breath, held onto the night, fought not to slip under the surface of the day.

2 comments

  1. jeann's avatar

    beautiful imagery Thank you!



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