Monday, September 17, 2012

The View From Plymouth Rock

“Clearly,” she whispered, “you left hope on the black horizon knowing my heart would settle on time and geography.”

The pillow said nothing.

“Why are you a stalwart sailor ready to go down with the ship?  I’m on the deck with empty hands searching waters for evidence to an unknown crime.”

Aleathia Drehmer

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