She possesses a memory like an elephant. The heart of a lioness. Her mind, her playground. Her body moving with the precision of a panther. Her loving spirit felt in her touch, seen in her eyes–glowing, dancing when at peace with those around her. Each atom of her being bent, distorted, frayed as she watchedContinue reading “Death of a Queen”
Headed to find a pair of shoes for a wedding on Thursday. Exit the highway , enters into my view the Statue of Liberty, the East River, Manhattan on my right. It occurs me, I live in New York.
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