I Watch Silently As the World Screams

A dump of my mind; ideas, pictures, words, and the undecided. You can expect a mess of different things.

May 3, 2012 2:47 am
blues and bare bones: A Very Short Story

bluesandbarebones:

Ernest Hemingway

One hot evening in Padua they carried him up onto the roof and he could look out over the top of the town. There were chimney swifts in the sky. After a while it got dark and the searchlights came out. The others went down and took the bottles with them. He and Luz could hear…