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MOTHER AND CHILD |
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since 2006-04-29
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MOTHER AND CHILD there’s a stretch of Saint Catherine Street that is itself a smorgasbord of international dining and somewhere between Italy and Japan is a store that sells used books and keeps its summer door ajar with a spent artillery shell the diameter of my calf and the length of my shin the shelves are crammed while more books are in stacks on the floor and all of them are for sale except those in the stack the cat decides to sleep upon among the hundreds of photographs in one book is the image of a woman standing barefoot in the sand and stubble as a dusty wind picks at the frayed edges of the wrap that covers most of her body her teeth seem oversized, but this is the optical illusion of her skeleton face she is holding her baby the way my daughter used to hold her rag doll when it became a thing and the leg became a handle I had no need of this book but as I used a suspicious fifty dollar bill to pay for a another defaced text I had selected, I knew that I too was damaged goods PLEASE VISIT MY REGULARLY UPDATED WEB SITE http://www.anthonyarmstrong.zoomshare.com |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed....James |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Yes, it only takes a moment like that for us to realise that we are all responsible jointly and severally for the state of the world today and, if one has a certain belief, back then as well. Some say that the world is within and that for most of us is the only one we can change. Enjoyed the read! |
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