April 26, 2009
April 21, 2009
The ground below
This early morning i was awakened by the sickening low crack of splitting wood. A major trunk of a huge tree to the right had split and fallen in the torrential rain and raging winds. After, the tree continued to boom with audible cracks here and there. Sounded like upstairs doors slamming. It all woke me up from a dark and belaboured dream.
April 16, 2009
April 6, 2009
April 5, 2009
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