january girl is mourning the death of her friends. one, two, now three. she loves the smell of fall and the turning trees, but it shatters her, puddles her, then sucks her into electrons.
8/11/2006
Beautiful
This weather can make me weep. Cool, overcast, damp, fresh smells, birds still at it. Oh god, a day like today and anything is possible. I can turn off the ac, throw open the windows and breathe.
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