dan says April 18, 2011 at 4:27 pm my other voice is a sigh, but one day it will be a carefree (mostly) whistle. o. yeah.
frankie says April 18, 2011 at 9:25 pm the tweedy whistle of a white line against the snarl of old and dying trees.
That ghostly chair and red/blue scribble… brilliant!
my other voice is a sigh, but one day it will be a carefree (mostly) whistle.
o. yeah.
the tweedy whistle of a white line against the snarl of old and dying trees.