A competent Russian woman drinks an hour of someone else's life, through practiced and businesslike hands. Toy soldiers of metal and flaking paint sold off for an evening's banquet with an old friend. Well-preserved plates that look better than they taste. The obligatory burden of children locks middle-aged girls in their house. Unexpected petitions for friendship punctuated with a narcissist's logic. A single quiet week of summers, lost among thousands.
5:00 p.m. - 2018-05-28
Recent entries:
Tossi Propter - 2018-07-02
Summerscorch - 2018-07-02
Heartdesert - 2018-06-25
Elliptical - 2018-06-25
Back and Callback - 2018-06-18
My profile
Archives
Notes
Diaryland
Random
RSS
others:
As-I-know-it
Nicim
Breathe-Salt
Swordfern
Star-Brite
Swallowthkey
ATwoWayDream
HumHum
Secret-motel
AndWeBreathe
MovingSands
WeAteTheSea