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The Photograph
Posted on September 8, 2010 by Nigel Paresis
There is a snapshot that exists nowhere except behind my eyes. She is standing by the window, the thin curtain knotted and wrapped like a vine around her arm as she looks out from the second floor and into the rainy parking lot outside. The soft light slips around her like a second skin, bright [...]
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