I love you in the rose petal’s powder in the knife’s pearl handle I love you in the sunbeam in the puddle after rain Photography by: Mat Ranson on Unsplash
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Down at the early morning stream where dad took his bucket for minnows,...
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the dial hums halfway between proselytic gibberish and the morning news and i hear...
Read MoreAgainst the rose petals my broken mind lay Between the ribs of the cold metal my soul sways As I sail I sail faraway Against the currents of the fiercest storm I am leading myself to the place I belong Through hell and heaven...
Read MoreSaya couldn’t make herself walk into that room. It reeked of disinfected memories and decay which formed a thick fog. She hesitated at the edges of the door, running her hand slowly along the chipped wood right by the hinges....
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