She was the first visitor to this blog who left a footprint on May 27, 2011. We remained internet friends for nearly a year. Then she disappeared. Rawclyde’s Code Room is dedicated to her. And for good reason. Her influence is everywhere.
A Poem By Steven Crane
Should the wide world roll away,
Leaving black terror,
Nor God, nor man, nor place to stand
Would be to me essential,
If thou and thy white arms were there,
And the fall to doom a long way.