Monthly Archives: September 2005

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Who killed you, my dear?
Who sucked the soul out of your body and left you hollow like a bird’s …

And Then the Windows Failed—

I dreamed that I was dying.

Except that I wasn’t me. I was some kind of convict who wanted to …

To the Gaze of Nobody

Your eyes are like revelations.
Your eyes hold the deepest night and morning sunshine at the same time.…