One-Hundred-Thirty-Three

May 13, 2013 § 4 Comments

One-Hundred-Thirty-Three

This was mine when I was a wee one. Vintage ’70s. Mom filched it ages ago.

Correction, 7:24 p.m. CT: Mom called me out. This is not my original watch. My brother gave it to her. Mine is sitting in a drawer somewhere. My memory is a puddle of mushroom soup.

Thirty-Five

February 4, 2013 § 1 Comment

Thirty-Five

Underground, 10 p.m.

Thirty-Four

February 3, 2013 § Leave a comment

Thirty-Four

Virginia Street Swedenborgian Church, early Sunday

Thirty-Three

February 2, 2013 § 2 Comments

Thirty-Three

Shadows

Thirty-Two

February 1, 2013 § Leave a comment

Thirty-Two

Buried until the thaw

Thirty

January 30, 2013 § 2 Comments

Thirty

In-grate

Twenty-Nine

January 29, 2013 § 2 Comments

Twenty-Nine

Red

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