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Jane Siberry.

doris and the olden days

the haunted victorian pencil and his nanny.

remember me?

Negro Colleges in Wartime

it may be someone else's blood soaking into the dust, but i am that dust.

day by day......

the leaves are just the colour of your eyes.......

jaw bones and tooth rattles........

peterloo

walking on the Tops with my son today