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Yesterday’s Fifth
Posted in IndieInk Stuff, Writing
Posted by Kameko on April 12, 2012
http://www.kamekomurakami.com/?p=462
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Ghosts In the PagesThere are ghosts caught between the pages of this old book I have, pressed like moths between the paper. I can see their shadows when I turn the pages, the line of a shoulder here, the curve of an eyebrow there. Sometimes, when the light is just right, I can see the ghosts on facing […]
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