by J.B. Stone It's sixty seconds to midnight & you, I, & whoever else on this lonely rock trapped like cattle, only quartered and left to be devoured sit in cue. Motionless to the sounds of man-made skies plunging scrapyards into g… Read on blog or Reader Hawaii Pacific Review Read on blog or Reader Turnstiles jmairena1 April 8 by J.B. Stone It's sixty seconds to midnight & you, I, & whoever else on this lonely rock trappedContinue reading Turnstiles Read more of this post Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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