Marsh
June 08, 2007
We were walking past this marsh, dazzled with fireflies, and our friend had to clamber down, barefoot, to investigate further. What, she called up to us, smells of formaldehyde? We did not know.
We were walking past this marsh, dazzled with fireflies, and our friend had to clamber down, barefoot, to investigate further. What, she called up to us, smells of formaldehyde? We did not know.
