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babygherkin

  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Her Eyes

    HER EYES Her eyes, like gold flicked disks they burn to look at but hurt not to see I'll die without them... most definitely.

    May 29, 2008
  • General Fiction Short Stories Re: An excerpt from my novel.

    Untitled Prologue There is no possible way to sum up what happened that summer. It was everything I could dream of. That summer came with lots of fun. So much ...

    May 29, 2008


By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return.
— Genesis 3:19