Barn
Gray bones, having defied weather of an uncertain century, prop the structure with proud...
Read MoreLife is a forever burning fire from which the flame of you fleetingly flickers; before, in a...
Read MoreWhen she carved the pumpkin her hands sunk deep into it then, as she scooped the flesh, she...
Read MoreThe scant, gray roomWhere you forced me to liveMe, like a foxSilken, amber furWith hungry teeth I...
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