Rebecca Kinzie Bastian
I should like to sleep like a cat,
with all the fur of time,
with a tongue rough as flint,
with the dry sex of fire;
and after speaking to no one,
stretch myself over the world,
over roofs and landscapes,
with a passionate desire
to hunt the rats in my dreams.– Pablo Neruda
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16 Oct 2008 — 901 views
It is fall. The air is soft and heavy with scent. And in the moist earth mushroom fruit springs up as if by magic.
Q: Full frame and cropped sensors
A: Do you know?