Adore
The fear is not its loneliness, nor fear. Though when it comes it creeps; blows, chills; leaves, leers, The fear is love sighing in, falling back Inwards upon itself, a […]
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Additament
I was raised very haphazardly. My family moved from town to town and state to state. It was only many years later, and only after I had been living on […]
Acronical
God Bless This Mess was nailed over the doorway of her grandparents’ kitchen. She liked it. There was a faded maroon heart on the old woodblock grain, and faces, maybe […]
Pierce Nahigyan 