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craving for glass

white little hillocks, crowned by leafless twigs, all brown and frail, topped by the tiniest teardrops, unflowing, enthralling, glassy, not grassy, so transparent that you can make out all the way down to the bottom, a bouquet, a banquet, a real conquest … Continue reading

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Hooked

He was admiring her lines. She did look better in profile, with the sunlight setting her off to perfection. Yes, she was a little wooden and expensive because of that! She had her glassiness too but he was willing to put up … Continue reading

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