...she Still Cannot Resist Looking Out The

Maybe You Saw Her First? Caught A Glimpse Between The Lines, Between The Letters, Like A Ghost In The Mirror, A Ghost In The Wings?

So Often I Wonder Whether It Is My Right To Capitalize, As I Feel, So Often, On The Grief Of Others. But Then I Justify, In My Own Particular Thoughts, By Feeling That I Can Contribute A Little To The Understanding Of What Others Are Going Through; Then There Is Reason For Doing It.

Stories Heard But Not Recalled. Letters Too. Words Filling My Head. Fragmenting Like Artillery Shells. Shrapnel, Like Syllables, Flying Everywhere. Terrible Syllables. Sharp Cracked. Traveling At Murderous Speed. Tearing Through It All In A Very, Very Bad Inreparable Way.

Scientists Estimate The Universe Unfolded From Its State Of Infinite Destiny* - A Moment Commonly Referred To As "the Big Bang" - Approximately 1.3-2 X 10^10 Years Ago. *typo: "destiny" Should Read "density.

Scars Are The Paler Pain Of Survival Received Unwillingly And Displayed In The Language Of Injury.