Friday, December 17, 2010
blue. its promise of rain and darkness, her silky dress, 
its vague outlines. 
was love at first sight, something rather platonic, gazing spellbound, a mechanical hum turned my attention to the currents of heat distorting horizon. I raised my eyes again squinting, dazzled by the kaleidoscopic brilliance d the sun, but
was no trace of white. Just blue. A bright blue curtain static.
melodrama (BCore, 2010) 
its vague outlines. 
was no trace of white. Just blue. A bright blue curtain static.
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