Friday, August 15, 2003

nothing, no, nothing




she sees the warning, but, puzzled by the irony, she does not see the danger.
she steps.
the brick wall hurts intensely, her heart even more.
and her pride may never recover.

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  1. JulieAugust 16, 2003 at 8:58 AM

    mmm ... this is really poetry ... it just masquerades as a photo essay. Daily my ability to go from the personal to the universal improves ...

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  2. mandaAugust 22, 2003 at 12:05 PM

    where can i rate with stars?
    words detract sometimes

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