Monthly Archives: August 2012

a nowhere in the center of everything

excepting summer storms few ravaged peaks drawn blank by Tomlin, trenchant, torrential. She, the lurid lark of brown cavernous carrion, the perpetual gash in his rotten mouth, She doled out fortunes in late autumnal graveyards. strewn with the rubble of … Continue reading

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