These here times have come and gone…
Early Dawn
Category: Fiction
Filled with Inspiration
When I wanted to be Tom Waits.
An Indeterminate Cycle
Tears are meaningless in the rain, she thought. In the rain, no one can see you cry. Then another part of her mind echoed back, "no one can see you in a dark ditch in the middle of nowhere either."
Fake Clouds
Every day, I still think I’ll die but every night the sun sinks quietly, below the fake clouds
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