The first time I heard her heart beating it was at 10 weeks. It sounded like little explosions going off rhythmically. After that, her heart sounded like little galloping horses. I imagined a little herd of galloping appaloosas inside her heart.
Pacific Northwest Council for Languages
Traveler, there is no road, the road is made by walking.
Curriculum Vita
Pottery Studio
Ideas Workshop
Ideas Workshop
Ideas Workshop
mostly unedited Creative Writing and Poetry
Shameless indeed.Those little baby kerchiefs are great.-Suley