Vhopvketv you invaded my space with anti-climactic explosion, you singed my tongue with a new breed of speech, Muscogee dances descend upon erosion, how can you still drive me into …
The Month That the Rains Came
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she’s concerned, fraught with worry even and out of patience with this constant battering she takes dead oceans, melting glaciers, mass extinctions, pasture turned to dust bowl or desert …
