mette thinks you're a liar, liar, pants on fire. (![]() ![]() @ 2012-12-17 01:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! narrative, mette skoglund |
we're sitting out here on the runway waiting for the plane to leave.
WHO: Mette Skoglund.
WHAT: Narrative; homecoming.
WHEN: December 16th.
WHERE: In transit, then back in Norway.
The recycled air was thin and reedy in her lungs. Their plane was large (it had to be, to cross such distances) but eerily empty – save this handful of European vols and their IVF keepers, yawning, reading international newspapers, dozing against the window. |