November 4: Varenjka B

November 4, 2010


James’s heart pounded as he followed the others down. His tie felt like a noose. He broke out in sweat. Bloody tube. Hot and stuffy as hell.

Varenjka B @Elixir_V thinks translating poetry is like describing the Mona Lisa to a blind man. It can be done, but it’s just not the same

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