January 2009
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“We sleep to time’s hurdy-gurdy; we wake, if ever we wake, to the silence...”
– Annie Dillard
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Our arms swayed in October moonlight, making snake shadows dance on the barn, and we howled like wolves just to hear our voices echo back against the mountains. You rolled your eyes at us but laughed too, noticing my thin friend and the way her long hair caught the beams shining from your flashlight. Your girlfriend was back in the old pine cabin probably washing a soup bowl or brushing her...
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“Men, for years now, have been talking about war and peace. But now, no longer...”
– Martin Luther King, Jr.
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