the story of an hour

words distort my clock
hands swift-- at times-- stopped forget--
at times-- watch the hours
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which reminds me. please see my previous post titled the story of an hour and take a few min to read my very favorite short story of all time from which i borrowed the title the story of an hour by kate chopin.. it's haunting-- delicate-- touches me every time i read it.
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ok... gotta go or i'll be late for tutoring with miss abby at our cafe.... x c

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chandeliers on the floor :: haiku
image :: mrs french flickr