I sit alone downstairs, bathing in warm light. The rest of the family dozes, floors up. Typing away, aiming to finish this late night work. The street is a dark chocolate, when suddenly it gets darker. The orange street light cuts out. Must be time for bed I peer out the glass, barely making the … Continue reading roden tia
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