Musing | O3
“Lovers” by Jarek Puczel Tiny specks of light make their way into my bedroom floor.The sun beaming with the promise of yesterday and today. The melodic rhythm of his breathing gently waking me up. A…
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He sat on the edge of my bed holding an unlit cigarette between his fingers. “To know that you are broken is truly an advantage, kiddo.” His honey eyes giving way to the heaviness of…
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