Pen to Paper: “For my brother”

When I left my brother said the house had a tangible lacking empty like hollowed stone – no, like snapshots from before.   I guess I liked the music loud or maybe just enough to drown the downstairs shuffle, you know, the thing that stalls the morning.   You see, these are the first days of spring when I find […]

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