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Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Passenger



"...I'm on a train, rocking toward the cemetery
To visit the dead who now
Breathe through the grass, through me..."

From "Who Will Know Us?" by Gary Soto

3 comments:

Shelly Lowenkopf said...

There's a reason why I start here every day.

Pythia3 said...

There's a reason I need to peek in here too. :)
The caption is equally beautiful.

Lee's River/Zlatovyek said...

almost tears. maybe someday tears for real. tears are good.