More delicious than lost, she’s a battle cry in the sea of adequate. She’s flame in the soft murmer of falling snow. She burns even when it’s impossible to find oxygen under the thick coat of longing’s heavy slumber. The stars lost to the burden of cloud, flakes swirls in the ground light and she […]
Read MoreA gang of candles, crowded by small diligent hands, dim, crowded luminance dancing across walls, shadows flirt with joining night. Day finds concentration’s curious folly; lids removed, wax scraped under tiny fingernails, brow furrowed and then a delicate wipe across denim as escape from a sticky hold. Dark crawls cold through cracked windows, the creep […]
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