We weep
For at the altar of dreams
We are freed
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I’m afraid
Yes, the lake had fish. No, I couldn’t catch any. So after a dozen failed attempts at nabbing slick blue fins I just waited out the fire that burned the whole
Back North
Hey Kid, it’s been a while since I’ve been back north. Have the daffodils sprung up yet in the flower beds? Have the magnolias bloomed? Are the puddles expanding outside the window, are your boots tall enough to stomp through them and stay dry up top? Hey Kid, I listened to a Raye song, and…
an attempt was made
I started to feel a bit bad for the creature and this garden so many of them were trying to save, obviously in vain,
Not sure where to start? How about…
Jordyn Saelor 