The Promise of the Last Scenes
The curtain draws upon the scene. It is my last day at the local social club I had joined. Thankfully, there was nothing…
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March 10, 2013
The curtain draws upon the scene. It is my last day at the local social club I had joined. Thankfully, there was nothing…
You can’t stand for your own deed; therefore, you believe you have committed a sin. For Adam, the act of eating the apple…
With a spell that never breaks, even if the plant dies, flowers add a charisma that comes straight from a Cocteau fantasy, only…
There is Time to Leave Even When There is no place to go. And you have to leave (read: live) alone. How about…
Dear John, My work area this day has been my window-side tucked in a corner of the room as if trying to resume…