it must have been a lie
Ask me only burning, electric, glittering questions
like the steadfast writer, she is at home in the wind and in the rain; and, thanks to one moment of felicity, she will live on and on and on
and i temporary
photo credit: Dianne Bos
text: William Faulkner
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