Marseille XI.

September 9, 2014 § 2 Comments

I would be happy to earn a pittance and sacrifice

letters after multiple names if it meant I could

 

write

like this

 

to be listened to in the stillness of the post-harvest night;

we have forgotten how to dream and it visits our faces

 

like

that stillness.

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§ 2 Responses to Marseille XI.

  • David says:

    Hello Rosov… are you still around? I mentioned you the other day and wondered what country you might be in. If you wanted, I’m still at deemikay @ gmail.com.

    • animalizard says:

      Oh my gosh 🙂 How’s the baby (who probably is not a baby anymore !) It’s so wierd you wrote here and I never check it and I checked it for the first time in a month today 🙂

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