One Million Footnotes: 215.

Friday, September 24, 2004

Through the screen, the moon made into the shape a cross; geese fly, squonking, invisible, over the lake.

Anonymous said...: I look at my white pickup, resting against its curb fresh and ready for take-off.; 7:31 PM, September 25, 2004
Anonymous said...: I love that word 'squonking'!; 6:44 PM, October 09, 2004