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
AND DON'T FORGET! Visit my wonderful son Kristian at:
www.jpgmag.com/people/KristianCamero
Find me at: http://www.jpgmag.com/people/KristianCamero
Photo Essay
Mushrooms
16 Oct 2008 — 365 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.
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