figments
Welcome to my graveyard Please, take a seat I’ll give you the ghastly tour From hair to twitching feet. Here I lay in the Witch’s chair When they…
gravel beneath our backs and headsbites like little blunt teeth aswe lie alone in the desertbeneath a night sky strewnwith lights like grains of sand.we name the Pleiadesas…
Short, round arms flailed in the humid spring air (the children were very thirsty) and the sound of hurried footsteps filled the garden – they had somewhere to…
my first night out West all around Jackson six million acres of grass and juniper and houses were burning the mountains kept the fire out but not the…
I There’s a skeleton on the roof. Not a real one. We found it in the biology classroom on the first floor, while climbing through the window. It…
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