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Thursday, March 24, 2011  

the pearl is my oyster though this day is jason's fleece.

posted by Scout | 10:38 AM
 

Surely the most consummate form of metempsychosis would be the entity that passes through this and that form of life to reach its final embodiment as a carrion bird, scavenging on the flesh of all the other creatures it has been.

posted by Scout | 8:33 AM


Wednesday, March 23, 2011  

o winter skylight
vivid refrigeration of the lamb

posted by Scout | 1:24 PM
 

She said, "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"
And the mirror said, "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"

posted by Scout | 1:20 PM
 

the light dappled through leaves... and later, the light mapplethorped through evening palms.

posted by Scout | 1:13 AM


Monday, March 21, 2011  

Icarus lives!
Wax floats.

posted by Scout | 1:23 PM
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