From my workspace, I watch as the wind blows an undulating silvery mist across the front yard. Moss the color of green lilies climbs the trunks of wet, charcoal-colored trees. Bare limbs sway with the weight of crows, heads down against the rain. … Read on blog or Reader Eunoia Review Read on blog or Reader Lacuna perfectsublimemasters June 9 From my workspace, I watch as the wind blows an undulating silvery mist across the front yard. Moss the color of green lilies climbs the trunks of wet, charcoal-colored trees. Bare limbs sway with the weight of crows, heads down against the rain. The desolation creeps inside, laps at the swirling steam from my cup […] Continue reading Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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