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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
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3 comments:

  1. lowenkopf8:44 AM

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

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  2. Pythia34:40 PM

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

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  3. R.L. Bourges12:35 AM

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

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