This month has been a party which continuing will should. Language which arrived intact se ha desbaratado. Me cuestiono en el camino. A ver que se da. Nothing is to be had. Or won. Dust envelops these dying bodies. Demonstrative machinations. Si me muero, que los colores salven el polvo del basurero.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
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3 comments:
i really liked the photos and words.
thanks. i think i'm gonna keep doing it. but not on such a tight schedule probly.
beautiful, jp
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