The Cemetery
Driving home through the countryside as the sun set,
Driving home through the countryside as the sun set,
Some time ago, we were speaking with friends who proclaimed ‘we miss you, it’s as if a piece of our heart were missing.’
> 2010 – We were on the road to Cape Coast in Ghana.
I am the same, except my shoes
Looking for special things inside
I want to draw you like my french girls.
How she is quiet before his robe falls
> *Don’t Waste Any Time, There is Precious Little of it
I LOVE YOU
> 7pm – October 21, 2024
A coal train clacks and rumbles by.
“ Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.”
Oscar Wilde
The internet is not a substitute.
Let me take a moment and state how magnificent I think libraries are. And by extension, bookstores.