Tuesday, September 16, 2008

It's a full moon, any kind of madness is permissible

...by Saturday evening, the emotional turbulence was too much to hold back. She plopped the laundry on the bed and fell into a pillow as the flood gates opened. So did the convulsive sobs from deep within. She was certain that the neighbors could hear her wails through the open windows. The deluge didn't stop for 30 minutes. It left her with a stitch in her side and quiet relief from the edginess.

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