Starving
The highway echoes with the sounds of our worn-down wheels.
We’ve traveled for miles, searching, wandering…
But we can’t find our desire…
We’re starving
Starving
It’s consuming…
Where is it?
We’re starving
Starving for home
Home: Wishing I was in, Unique New York, United States
About Me: I'm a theatre major working towards Broadway. My goal is to be stage managing there by the time I'm thirty. I write when the urge strikes, which is becoming increasingly rare.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
posted by Jill at 7:16 PM
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