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I can hear the ocean just my cupped hand over my ear there’s no wind just pressure distant love calling my name […]
Sullen trees still stand for something. Low craggy branches have seen things, Held this and that, Watched faces Furry, bald and scaly. […]
I was eight years old when a kind of magic entered my life: call him greatness personified, wizardry, focus, deadly villain, even […]
Sometimes I sit at my desk and imagine you on my bed lying on your stomach reading a book. I look over […]