Monday, September 20, 2010

the prodigal phone

I gave it everything -- all my contacts, my safety, my security. It left. Hidden. Gone in the shadows of a passenger seat.

Today it returned. Let us kill the fattened calf.
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2 comments:

  1. SpencerSeptember 20, 2010 at 5:08 PM

    oh boy. it happens again. its like a rererererererererererereoccuring dream.

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  2. clmpSeptember 21, 2010 at 2:53 PM

    hahha bethany i love you

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