Reincarnate

"The bag was my favorite color, maroon on the edge of the bed in the curtained room," a view most prominent as she fiddled with condiments, riddled by the comment, her friend, broke from the feeds, table glaze kissing the screen she crossed her legs, elbows to wood, knuckles to jaw and she listened, in... Continue Reading →

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