Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts

Monday, August 3, 2009

July 26, 2009


Quiet Night

When you feel nothing,
you're probably either dead
or swimming naked.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

July 22, 2009






















Ex-summers


Sofa, carpet, bed-
bleached and funky and colder
from my wet swimsuit.
 

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