8 SEPT 07
We've reached the conclusion of the Seven Sentences series. Clicking on the link (the number of sentences) at the beginning of each post will take you back to the previous entry in the set, and eventually lead all the way around to where we started.
Anything with a period I call "sentence." When I learn English there'll be more to say. I was standing in line, thinking, “Why do people travel?” Self Narration, Slap In The Face, Cottage, Lake, Loss. I look forward to clearing my name.
Right now, I’m looking for a long foreground: the horizon goes high and drops, at your feet. Sometimes I feel (or maybe hear) things knock together. Meaning, this far and no further.
The birds are busy. We ate the last oranges. I accidentally broke one of the small yellow plates that she bought when we first lived together. It tipped from the counter, where I'd set it, to the floor. The sound we call "shots rang out."
Able To See The Dead, Title Spoken By Character, Disbelieving Adult, Repetition. I took a picture. Scenery. The left hand is provided. Enjoy! Who knows where this shit comes from.
Road Movie, Stranger, Foreign Cities, Based On Book. Nobody likes me in my dreams, so I might as well get up.
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