Watching from afar was like watching a war from within a glass minaret. Your hands wrote with the precise musculature of an antique timepiece, your tendons viola strings bending away from sound. Your walk to your car — like a bird whose beak carves lines into the air it flies through.
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Adam T.
Posted in 50 words, tagged rachel l. on July 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
