Life was breaking away from him in bits of degraded matter; he knew that much. Beyond that, things were no longer his concern. Death held no jurisdiction over him; fear had long since absconded.
Twitter Poetry by Renee Garcia-Brown September 2, 2017 to September 9, 2017 Saturday, September 2, 2017 Oh what a night… and not in a good way. Saturday night […]
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This Summer was slow. Slow in the way that summers used to be, when you were younger and life stretched out in front of you.