
sometimes, it’s as flat as iron,
bitter as rust. you look toward the horizon,
but it’s a cold that’s unknowable.

sometimes, it’s as flat as iron,
bitter as rust. you look toward the horizon,
but it’s a cold that’s unknowable.
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Aya Padron
Fantastic! I love the color and the whole feel of this image!
Comment by pixeltoko — March 4, 2008 @ 12:26 pm