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Friday, April 26, 2013

Wild Angel Mane

212/ so, we nightly weave out new recollections, new reminders of an ever present now, as it unfolds around us gently—

When Brendan wakes from a nap his hair transforms to a wispy, unkempt series of curls— wild angel mane, aurora of the sun. He appears as a heavy-eyed Apollo, a baby sun god of luminous light.

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