Her thoughts went dark: to a place that bared no window. There was no air to provide her food for … More
by Tiare Snow – Author. Human. Realist
Her thoughts went dark: to a place that bared no window. There was no air to provide her food for … More
I shake my feet as they hang beside the bed, sand lightly raining on the hardwood floor. Once upon a … More
She wished it would rain. She wanted to see herself pouring down in her surroundings. She wanted the Earth to … More