Intended as a repository of photos, poems-in-progress, and news, The Jane Day Reader will blare and babble, bubble and squeak, semi-regularly.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
substitution 10
The heavy drops runneling down the car’s warm sides just before they turn to fist-sized catastrophe for the tears that gutter down your cheeks pool in your ears as you move from sound asleep to salty anguish with one breath
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