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ashes, ashes...
some of the worst days come when we are nostalgic about something we never really had: true love, certainty, time... our memories hold false...
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The witch lived in a house in the forest, as witches often do. It was, in fact, a gingerbread house of sorts, or at least a house with &quo... -
i am a basket holding a history. i am a jumble of tales. i am a princess in a tower, who loves each stone. i am a princess in a tower, ... -
baba yaga's home is the place you go when everything else has fallen apart tucked in twisty trees fenced with stacks of bones bone...
this...this is perfect!
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thank you, laura!
DeleteI thought of you, and other friends on July 4. ((Hugs))
ReplyDeletethanks, therese!
ReplyDeletethank you---i think quite a lot of people were feeling just depressed. definitely NOT celebratory. some idiot in our neighbourhood festooned the entry to our main drive with dozens of small (made in china, probably) flags, and i wanted to be sick. also, well, tacky... i wish a platoon of raccoons would come and carry them off in the night...
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