Grove 3

And now Molly writes and the she in the story is narrating and the he becomes you and the flow continues forward and downward and inward …

… and we fell … and I grasped your shoulder with one hand and your hip with the other and my nails dug in and the ground was at my back and the wetness seeped through our clothes …

~ by Molly Montrevoir on November 25, 2006.

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