If the sea could dream, and if the sea
were dreaming now, the dream
would be the usual one: Of the Flesh.
The letter written in the dream would go
something like: "Forgive me -- love, Blue."
...Carl Phillips from his book Cortege
Monday, August 27, 2007
Of The Flesh by Carl Phillips
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