Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement
Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement
4 comments:
uh oh we're off the meds again....
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
the connection between your post and my mood is a little uncanny. if I were writing my autobiography today one of these would be a good cover shot... not to be too maudlin - just a passing mood I'm sure so no worries - really beautiful post, t.
I love this.
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