Notes from a small island A weblog by Jonathan Ali |
Monday, February 06, 2006 I can hear the crickets tonight like all the other nights. I can hear the wind chimes ringing in the breezy darkness, cars growling like angry jaguars, neighbours talking raw, pure Creolese, a man, another man, a woman. But when I listen I hear the silence rustle too. posted by Jonathan | 7:39 AM 0 comments 0 Comments: |
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