Not all good kissers are good for you. (3)A Poem by Carrie Lynn
Lost in our old neighborhood,
you stumble in your flip-flops and quote Keats. © 2010 Carrie Lynn |
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1 Review Added on October 5, 2010 Last Updated on October 5, 2010 AuthorCarrie LynnPortland, ORAbout...You must stack stories from the foundation up. From the sad heart and the feet tired of supporting it. Language is architecture, after all, not an air capsule, not a hang glide. This is real.. more..Writing
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