Daily Archives: March 28, 2013

it came too soon

a struggling-to-be-up morning that croaked its way to seven i peeped to no peepul it lay on its side, up- rooted, there was no road, only rubble random and dust sky-high the crater next door had grown over-night my own … Continue reading

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