Monthly Archives: August 2008

Come Home

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Every morning she would put flowers in her hair
and wish that he would come home.
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Illustration Friday – Routine
Inspire Me Thursday – Create Against the Clock

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Gone

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She made up her mind about her future on that long walk home.

When she arrived she went through all of her things and threw them out,

erasing herself quietly behind closed doors…

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I guess we’ll never know what she was thinking.

It’s just as well.

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– Rodrigo Garcia

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Illustration Friday – Detaching herself from her old life

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