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they only had one night to prepare
Posted by: dk | 10/24/2009 at 10:26 AM
but it was enough
Posted by: tyson | 10/24/2009 at 04:09 PM
sugarmagicked, claustrophobic-masked, cherry-caped
Posted by: megan martin | 10/24/2009 at 04:37 PM
neatly wound, entangled, into a painted smile, mismatched shoes
Posted by: Kat | 10/25/2009 at 06:41 AM
and young hope -- all to be bleached in that light
Posted by: jamiegp | 10/25/2009 at 08:25 AM
the cat-bunny-lion, for example, had four hope-filled pockets, no, five. five pockets of hope.
Posted by: Frank | 10/25/2009 at 01:33 PM
the princess had a purse.
Posted by: lisa peet | 10/27/2009 at 06:53 AM
she bought boston cream donuts and fed them to the horse
Posted by: matthewsavoca | 10/28/2009 at 01:49 PM