Saturday, December 27, 2008



She is neither pink nor pale,
And she never will be all mine;
She learned her hands in a fairy-tale,
And her mouth on a valentine...

She loves me all that she can,
And her ways to my ways resign;
But she was not made for any man,
And she never will be all mine.

"Witch-Wife," Edna St. Vincent Millay

[Damen Avenue below Division Street]

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