Sunday, November 27, 2011

Art Show

"What do I have to do?" She looks around the room, folding her thumbs into her fingers as if she's knitting something imagery. 

People are pouring through the front door, either because it is raining outside or because they know something she does not.

He looks at her and smiles, "Exhale."


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