Matchbox Altars

Friday, July 31, 2009


A math problem to solve.

Thursday, July 30, 2009


She'd snap like an old turtle.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009


Their white lips reaching out.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

They engage her heart.

Monday, July 27, 2009

To see everything again for the first time.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

She's not stuck on cloudy.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

She does have a repoire with them.
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      • She made the choice.
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