By Nicole Caldwell
Originally published in the Thousand Islands Sun Aug. 18, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Sunday, August 8, 2010
I loved you bare of hope and of expression, by turns with jealousy and shyness sore. I loved you with such purity, such passion; as may God grant you to be loved once more.
Time here is like an old lady in the ground.