There was a picture I always thought of when I was with her. The picture was not of us –no, we shied away from anything so permanent, believing that our moments, our seconds, of bliss were only so because they would soon be past. No, the picture was of an anonymous woman’s thighs, [...]
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The Picture
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Fiction, The Picture on April 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
