Gone Walking on a Cold September Mourning by Maggie D. Fedorov
Gone Walking on a Cold September Mourning By Maggie D. Fedorov Art by Patrick Rodgers I want to know What the crow is on about. A gaping hole; my senses dull. But! How the flowers piled nicely. Hushed whispers: sure seems pricey. The air be still her voice; it’s shrill. The ground I kick […]
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