Selma could hear Patty’s breath slow, and then heard her begin to cry again…
In the dream the dog walked to my chair and looked at me.
Louis stood at the head of the alley. Tents stretched as far he could see. Their flaps hung limp. It was…
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What I look at in one moment doesn’t exist in the next.
William Adolphe Bouguereau (1825–1905)Le LeverOil on canvas1871106 x 145.5 cm(3’ 5.73” x 4’ 9.28”)Metropolitan Museum of Art (Manhattan…