i don't blame you
fiction nonfiction and exotic others courtesy of amanda mccormick
Seasonal produce Spring 2008
Girl on the Shore. Just before ascending the stairs, I saw two bright eyes flash at the end of the track.
Petroglyphs. He had other reasons for absconding to the sixth borough of New York, what were they?
I was an island. I squinched up my eyes and dreamed the dream: no people, just books.
Major. A twenty-four-year-old rookie with a good eye and lots of heart, I was being called up to the big show.
Life Sciences. Evolution is just one theory. [from Heeb Magazine]