ghost's word

10.05.2005

wake

chicken broccoli casserole
cheese
brownies and pound cake
chocolate peanut butter energy bars

salt...

is this what grief tastes like?
at 10:42 PM
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1 comment:

joydriven said...

yes, grief tastes salt-like.
like so much salt mingling in
our communion wine.

10/06/2005 1:18 PM

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