Memoirs of a City Fish by Summer Young
You are making potato hash my mother’s recipe I could make you burn it if I flew out theContinue Reading
You are making potato hash my mother’s recipe I could make you burn it if I flew out theContinue Reading
More and more, things slip away…daily. Names of people, places, things. Where I am. Where I will be. I amContinue Reading
This generation is hurt it needs some peace. It’s burning in fires set by their own deeds But not allContinue Reading
It’s easier not to get close to you To brush off your advances Pretend all your intentions are innocent ToContinue Reading