Jeanne Le

Martha and Mary

jeannele — Fri, 26 Jun 2009 17:16:20 +0000

You baby, left alone to suck on the empty milk bottle.

In the corner, baby, you never grow up.

Toys and attention for you no more..

because Mary has chosen the good portion, which will not be taken away from her.

Barren

jeannele — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 17:02:43 +0000

“He stands on the shallow barren land with his hands shaken. The heat rises, it goes thump, thump, thump.”

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Salt Lake City

jeannele — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 05:18:52 +0000

I’ve completely lost track of all the places we’ve been to, but I miss my dog alot. And I think about him all the time. I wonder what he’s doing, if he’s lying by the gate waiting for me just like he does everyday when I come home from school. So I photoshopped my dog in my lap.

Oh, and the Salt Lake is filthy.

Good things hands

jeannele — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 05:01:27 +0000

“Straight out of the fields, the beggar creeps for success and the weeds among him are there. They’ve been there for years, growing and dying, and growing and dying. He keeps his success going, his hands are dry and poor with gold and silver. He likes his friends who tell him good things.”

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