If you swim before the children waketake me along. Though it is you, Folly Beachlifer, and me ... [+]
If you swim before the children waketake me along. Though it is you, Folly Beachlifer, and me ... [+]
Once upon a time, in the softness and perfect blossoming of a July summer, a butterfly was fluttering at the whim of the wind, under the knowing gaze of the sun. She flew high in the sky, higher than ... [+]
She ties on her daughter's wings made notof wax, leather, eagle feathers, but ofpaper, ribbon, glue ... [+]