My personal fav was ?By June, When the Light Begins to Breathe? by Keith Jacobshagen. It reminded me of those summers that mom and dad and my brother Alex and I would drive cross the great plains of Nebraska flatness where the ...
My personal fav was ?By June, When the Light Begins to Breathe? by Keith Jacobshagen. It reminded me of those summers that mom and dad and my brother Alex and I would drive cross the great plains of Nebraska flatness where the ...
E quando l'bestate/b ritorna, quando si schiarisce il tempo, esse ritornano alla forma naturale di fiori bianchi. Le donne che nascono dai fiori hanno visi umani e il fiore tutto at- torno, costituisce il loro abito. ...
