This is New York. We'll find a place to dance...

Aug. 21st, 2002 11:17 am
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John M. Ford wrote this stunning poem about September 11. Go read it. Now.

"110 Stories" by John M. Ford
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Date: 2002-08-21 09:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] quadrivium.livejournal.com
I thought I didn't have any tears left. I guess I was wrong.

Date: 2002-08-21 01:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lothie.livejournal.com
Damn...

Date: 2002-08-21 11:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mathochist.livejournal.com
I couldn't read it all. Oh, Liam...

It's wrong to cry at your desk at work ... isn't it?

Date: 2002-08-22 08:13 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] the-magician.livejournal.com
wow ... just wow ... can't reread it, can't think about it, must get through the rest of the day with some composure ... but I'll be back ... and so will my friends ...

Date: 2002-08-22 09:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bardling.livejournal.com
It took me about three tries to get into it, with all the disjointed lines... but once I had the concentration to do so... powerful. touching.
*awed*

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