Late Fall Brew
To the Ones Who Don’t Come
–—It belongs to memory We set the table anyway,not out of hope,but out of habit.A plate where laughter used to sit,a glass…
Late Fall Brew
–—It belongs to memory We set the table anyway,not out of hope,but out of habit.A plate where laughter used to sit,a glass…
Daily Prompts
–Sure. Here’s a list of 30 things that actually make me happy, not in the chirpy, Pinterest-board way, but in the soul-stabilizing,…
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